Thursday, April 21, 2005


clark street looking west

I remember when I first moved to Brooklyn Heights. My apartment was on Columbia Heights, the last street before the promenade. Walking home, I could see the water in front of me. I will always remember the thrill I felt then, the excitement of finally living in New York, the beauty of the view in front of me, the feeling of living so close to the water (having grown up in a land-locked state, I always wanted to be by water; one good thing about Chicago was living so close to Lake Michigan). I still get that feeling when I walk back from teaching and see the harbor stretched out before me. It's nice to know that the thrill can last this long.

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