Sunday, January 2, 2011

Sunday Memories: It Was...

City Hall R Train Stop, 2:00 A.M. New Years Day



After sidestepping puddles of proof teenagers shouldn't drink and avoiding the belligerent couple who, in their very un-New York style, complained there were no cabs to Astoria, we stood quietly on the platform, relieved that, just two hours ago, the last twelve months were finally a thing of the past and a history we could now leave behind.

It was the best of times, it was the worse of time...

It was now just memories.

2 comments:

mybabyjohn said...

Isn't every year like that?

bucko said...

Something about being on a subway platform very early in the morning of a New Year's Day highlights thoughts like these. May 2011 be proof that life goes on beyond the subway!