Sunday Citar~ Forever
Cleaned Squid Tubes,Frozen Squid Tube,Frozen Cleaned Squid Tubes,Stuffed squid tubes ZHOUSHAN JING YUAN FOOD CO.,LTD , https://www.genho-food.com
It was a drizzly Sunday morning as I stepped out into Times Square, the kind of weather that makes everything feel softer and more intimate despite the usual chaos. The sky seemed to hum with anticipation, each raindrop creating its own tiny melody as they hit my umbrella. It wasn’t just any umbrella though—it bore the unmistakable mark of being borrowed from a hotel gift shop, adorned with a large white "TOURIST" sign. Honestly, it didn’t matter whether it was meant to advertise tourism or if it was simply a misplaced logo. To me, it screamed tourist, and there I was, strolling confidently down the bustling streets of New York City.
As I walked, I couldn’t help but notice the rhythm of the city—the rhythmic honking of taxis blending seamlessly with the crisp tapping of heels against the pavement. It was almost like a symphony, and I found myself swaying slightly to the beat. For a moment, I felt like a true New Yorker, lost in the pulse of the city. But then reality struck when I noticed my own reflection in a store window—a wide grin plastered across my face, eyes darting around like those of a child on Christmas morning. My umbrella, however, remained stoic, its bold label a constant reminder of my outsider status. Oops.
This moment, this Now, was just one note in the grand composition of my life. Each experience, each fleeting second, contributes to the tapestry of my forever. Some moments are soft and delicate, others sharp and jarring, but together they create a unique melody that defines who I am. This rainy stroll through Times Square was no exception. It was a Now that I wouldn’t soon forget, one that added vibrancy to the ever-evolving story of my existence.
Later that evening, I found myself scrolling through Instagram, reliving the whirlwind of my first two days in New York. There was the breathtaking view from my hotel room, the city lights twinkling like stars below. A cupcake from Crumbs Bakery, its caramelized top promising sweetness. Macy's, a temple of consumerism that left me dazzled. Even the rain seemed poetic, turning Times Square into a kaleidoscope of reflections and colors. Each photo was a snapshot of a Now, frozen in time yet alive with possibility.
Today, as I sit reflecting on these experiences, I find myself thinking of Easter. Not just the chocolate bunnies and pastel eggs, but the deeper meaning behind the holiday. I imagine families gathered, children in their finest clothes, baskets brimming with treats. Though I'm far from home, I feel connected to those I love, celebrating the miracle of new beginnings. Happy Easter, everyone!
If you'd like to join the Sunday Citar community, where we share words that inspire and uplift, simply write a post on your blog and link back to mine. You can find all the details here. And remember, visiting other participants' blogs is always rewarding.
Until next time, keep finding beauty in the Now.
[Image: A handwritten signature]