They say that people in New York look down when they walk. I do. I rarely remember to look straight ahead of me let alone looking up. I am much more familiar with the cracks, the dirt and the puddles on the streets than with the store signs or color of cars. I also accredit my obsession with shoes to my ever expanding observation of shoes instead of observing the faces who wear those shoes. This morning I tried to look up. I looked up at home. I looked up on my way to the subway and in the subway. But I had already forgotten to look up on my way from the subway to the office when I remembered to look up again. Below is what I saw when I looked up.
The Bathroom and the Kitchen
The Foyer and The Door
Chamber Street Station and Reade Street Fire Stairs
The 1 Train and The Skyline
The Ceiling at Work and the Bathroom at Home
The Bathroom Wall and the Sky
Me and The Kitchen Cabinets
The Kitchen Window and The Foyer
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The Bathroom and the Kitchen
Chamber Street Station and Reade Street Fire Stairs
The 1 Train and The Skyline
The Ceiling at Work and the Bathroom at Home
The Bathroom Wall and the Sky
Me and The Kitchen Cabinets
