Went on some interviews today and decided as a New Yorker it's only right that I take a walk over the bridge once. You know just take a walk and clear my head over the bridge and just enjoy the view I normally look at through train car windows. So I tok this walk with my head high and feeling pretty darn good about myself.
It's a nice walk.
I noticed a woman walking by with a 9-11 shirt on... her head hung low and look like she was crying a bit. Didn't bother to ask because while I'm just happy to walk and be alive.. she walking in the name of a fallen soul.
Damn... crazy right?
Meanwhile..
I saw this old lady today and though about my grandmother. She had a presence about her.. a gentle soul... you can tel she was a mother of at least more than 2 kids because the way she glowed. Very polite and even noticed that I fell asleep on the bus and made sure to wake me before my stop. I thanked her kindly. You don't find people like that everyday...
I wonder if my granny told her to wake me.
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