Tag Archives: #randomactsofkindness
Life On The Train
Downtown Number 5 Train 10:30 a.m. Since it’s past rush hour everyone has a seat. I’m cold and cranky trying not to show it since my sneakers are soaked after a man rushing for a cab, pushed me into a … Continue reading
Hump Day
It never fails. The minute I’m suffering from a case of the poor mes I see the woman with the hump, my harbinger that things could always be worse. And it’s never in the same place. I’ve seen … Continue reading
Grace Light And Sweet
1:00 a.m. There’s nothing like an all-night coffee shop when you can’t sleep. It’s what happens falling asleep too early while reading. You wake up in the middle of the night thinking it’s time for breakfast. I know, … Continue reading
Minus 6 Degrees Of Separation
Sunday 4: 30 a.m. I can’t get over how cold it is and that truly, if I’m smart, will not venture out. My doorman with his many layers looks like someone sneaking out without paying from a cheap … Continue reading
If Gulliver Had Wings
5:00 a.m. 28 degrees that after 16, feels like a heatwave. I’m off to the Park. Still half asleep, it takes a full five minutes before realizing that there’s more snow on the ground after only seeing a few flurries … Continue reading
We Weep What We Sow
I experienced two different things. It was early in the morning. Since the snow and frigid temperatures, have limited my walk to Park Avenue where the sidewalks are clean and if it gets too cold, am closer to … Continue reading
Fruitless
The snow from my window looks like a shaken snow globe. But that’s where its innocence stops. Along with the bitter cold has shutdown all the corner fruit stands. The only grace, the fruit men won’t be … Continue reading
Kindness Takes The Train
Number 6 Downtown Local 9 a.m. The car is packed, shoulder to shoulder. The woman’s damp fur coat in front of me keeps tickling my nose along with the kid behind me whose backpack feels like a gun. … Continue reading
When A Heart Has The Last Say
Midday I’m on the subway headed downtown. Everyone has a seat, grateful I’m guessing to just be warm. Only one young man stands absorbed in a Steinbeck novel. Out of the next car comes the candy lady … Continue reading
It Takes A Village
It’s early, barely 8:00 a.m. I’ve witnessed this before; a man stealing food from a CVS store. Twice I’ve intervened to keep the person from being arrested; once by paying, a second time convincing the store to just let … Continue reading



