How I have This New York Moment That I Will Love For Eternity

There is a precise sense of fondness that can be evoked by strolling down a quiet Village street with a dear friend. It is best to do so after eating brunch in a quiet place, when you have time to drink in all the sunlight streaming down through spare branches. The fondness fits into small places and will wait to be remembered some time a few years from now when a certain angle of light hits the curb in such a way that you’ll remember the uneven patches of sun peppering the sidewalk, the birds rustling in the eaves, the smell of bread rising, the distant wash of traffic circling the city. It will be much later, after the people you love today have grown into the people they’ve forever longed to be, that you will remember this day. And it will please you to no end.