magic on sunday: you're on my car
i didn’t want to acknowledge The Violent Incident in Manhattan, New York. while watching a cnn livestream at my desk on tuesday and simultaneously hearing the same sirens 10 blocks south of me, i felt sad to not even be surprised at something like this anymore. i wasn’t even scared. the only reason i texted my parents to tell them that i was fine was so that they’d have something to tell concerned relatives who’d likely reach out.
as the dusk was settling in, i walked out of my office into what was the staging area for the city’s halloween parade. i found myself walking through donald trump protesters, adults dressed as superheroes, and children with plastic pumpkins ready to be filled with candy - it was all very normal, and none of these people were acting as though a tragic event was any reason to stop them from doing their thing.
it’s an odd feeling, to be numb and resilient at the same time. to feel like at any moment we could be on the verge of unpredictable chaos, but to just sort of shrug your shoulders and put one foot in front of the other.
i was anxious to get out of the city and back to brooklyn where i felt like there’d be a bit of calm, or at least room to sort of think. as i hopped on the train, i knew my friend rory was on it. i just had a feeling. i looked around and spotted him (he’s got a mustache that’s hard to miss).
“you’re on my car” i texted him from across the way.
he looked at his phone, smiled, and replied, “i see you!”
i waved and responded, “i had a feeling this was going to happen.”
magic on sunday: 11.05.17
f+l - point point
lemon - n.e.r.d., rihanna
stranger still - vetiver
dopamine - rvdical the kid, maesu
feel it still - portugal, the man
cool - zack villere
stranger - paul simon, nico segal
until sunday,
meghan
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