Flying in over Manhattan with @lucian.
Over the next few days we've a dozen press interviews in advance of the Ello mobile app release, I'm giving a talk in Williamsburg, and there's a Budnitz Bicycles Event I'm attending in Soho on Friday.
Down below orange clouds are floating by and lights of the city is shining back through the gaps. This plane is flying surprisingly close to the ground.
There are a lot of things that drive me crazy in the world, things that I react to because something fucked up happened to me in my past that I can't get away from.
Examples: wraparound sunglasses, neo-tudor houses in American suburbs, Whole Foods Markets (all of them), people who think their dogs are cute after they attack you, and those lettuce wedges with mayonnaise that they serve at hipster restaurants all over the states nowadays.
I can't justify why they piss me off so much — because there is really nothing wrong with any of them (or at least, nothing worse about them than anything else). Show me a lettuce wedge in a Portland restaurant, and I turn into a zombie killer.
But when I'm in NYC, I'm happy.
Yeah, Manhattan's become a big shopping mall and none of my old friends can afford to live here any more. But I'm comfortable here. All I need is a pair of sneakers and a few hours wandering around looking in shop windows, and I'm cool with life.
Plane coming in to land as the sun sets, I breathe deeply. Even though I no longer live here, I'm at home.
// Photo stolen from and taken by @lucian. I keep taking pictures from his posts. Sorry Lucian, you're an awesome photographer.
