Midtown

After two months of working on W. 33rd and Broadway, I just noticed that my office is across the street from the Empire State Building. I wondered why there are always so many tourists on my block looking up, but it never occurred to me to see what they’re looking up at. (Sorry, er, I mean: “up at what they are looking”?)

So I’ve been going on my merry way, to and from the coffee shop, when I finally noticed a sign that said “Empire State Building.” I look up and there is it – huge, towering, 102 stories. The highest building in New York, the second highest in the whole country, the fifth highest in the whole world, and remarkably easily missed.

I think this is an accurate metaphor for life, sometimes it’s the biggest things that go unnoticed.