Shared Space and Time

Living in a city means sharing things like space and time.

That’s because there’s not enough room for everyone to have their own metaphorical 40-acre plot.

As to time, you sometimes have to wait your turn because everyone can’t go at once.

Once in a while, you can find a little pocket of solitude and a parcel of unclaimed territory like the moment that I captured this morning on 8th Avenue at 8:45 a.m.

I’m just back from dinner at a place near Columbus Circle that has great food and a few seats. I sat at a “bar” which by midwestern standards would be called a board or a plank.

But after the first bite of my Uyghur kebobs, I immediately forgot about what seconds ago was a squeeze. The young man sitting next to me was drinking some very fragrant tea. Not remembering from the menu I asked him if he brought it with him to the cafe. He pointed to an area with a big dispenser of complimentary tea.

I’ve never been offered free hot tea in Indiana. Just sayin…..

About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer specializing in creating environmental on-location portraits and corporate photo libraries for blue chip companies. 

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