· -Dance
· -Spanish
· -Traveling- ethnic foods
· -Exploring new places
· -Working
· -Frugal shopping
· -Small neighborhood shops
· -Quaint bakerys
· -$1.00 pizza
· -The Promenade
· -The brisk morning air brushing past my warm skin
· -Walking on the street and feeling my internal
organs instantly come alive
· -The sun sets reflection on the water
· -That feeling when my heart races for no apparent
reason
· -When I feel loved, appreciated and wanted.
· -Listening to every conversation on the subway
whether the person is speaking English, Spanish or Swahili just because I can
and by the time I leave the subway car I feel as if I know them.
· -Kids. Walking with parents to school. Their
various observations on the subway. Smiling as the train leaves and takes them
to a new place in this big ‘ol city.
· -Smiling randomly to those on the sidewalk just
to make their day better ( or because I just had a great day)
· -Sitting. On the subway next to a stranger and
reading the newspaper over their shoulder. On a park bench on the Promenade as
folks walk their teacup poodles and Great Danes, alike.
· -Dogs. Simply because they don’t recognize their
differences since a dog is dog whether young or old, grande o pequeno... it’s
all the same.
Listening to this Hurricane song:
These are
a few of mis cosas favoritas sobre Brooklyn and my college experience thus far.
