the other day i took out a citibike to go get takeaway. maybe i got overly confident with my sense of direction, because i put my phone away and kept cycling for an hour before i it dawned on me that i was still nowhere near my destination, even though the kfc was only a mile away. i should’ve known something was wrong because i had come to a dead end, away from the high rise buildings and corner delis, and was blindly making my way through a random industrial zone with exhaust fumes making me squint in the hard light of a factory on night shift. when i did take my phone out of my pocket to check my location, i found myself on the east coast of manhattan, near brooklyn. i switched out my bike for an electric one so i wouldn’t have to pedal all the way back, since by then i was already a little tired. no one ever talks about how much horsepower is in these electric bikes because by the next time i was reaching for my phone, i was already on the west coast, past greenwich. back in high school i would zoom around my city on my 12 geared cycle — i was lighter and so was my vehicle, my lungs probably weren’t black from cigarette tar, and the wheels were always well oiled. but these citi bikes are heavy, and even to balance yourself on the electric powered ones you expend plenty energy. maybe i was just trying to believe that these almost 4 months here had made me a new yorker; because i know the way to soho by heart and i can tell the difference between the local and express trains so i must also not be a tourist enough to make my way back on my own without my phone. i didn’t beat the tourist industry that day — new york had hinted i should stay in my lane. the map took me home, eventually.
thank you for this post i really liked this passage: "it’s like lying on a field of grass and trying to make out cloud shapes. soon you’ll make out a rabbit, or a turtle. but the water molecules up in the atmosphere don’t have a secret agreement to coagulate into a duck on tuesdays and a bird on wednesdays."
i miss you so bad
thank you for this post i really liked this passage: "it’s like lying on a field of grass and trying to make out cloud shapes. soon you’ll make out a rabbit, or a turtle. but the water molecules up in the atmosphere don’t have a secret agreement to coagulate into a duck on tuesdays and a bird on wednesdays."
i was able to compose it because i read noam chomsky
suggest me a book from noam chomsky