Season's Fleeting

Catch some beauty while you can

The other day I ascended the stairs of a public transportation station, looked to my right, and clocked a calcified sample of human excrement before the crowd bore me along and I was on my merry way. Which means one thing: I’m in New York!

It’s rainy and dark and everyone has Covid. It sounds like sirens and bad pop music blasting from passing cars. People are short with each other. My feet hurt.

See? I know that other cities suck!

It’s just that here there are enough distractions to keep you constantly pinging from the sacred to the profane. When someone body checks me, they spin my body toward a woman pushing a baby stroller and dragging an uncooperative basset hound and suddenly the world makes sense again.

So Happy Holidays to you and yours, wherever you might be, and whatever sights and sounds and smells surround you. Whether it’s palm trees or skyscrapers or a candy cane forest, I hope you’re able to find something beautiful in this broken world, at least for a passing moment.