Sitting quietly in Bryant Park

It was that kind of day — I was totally exhausted when I walked out half an hour earlier than my usual 6pm. I thought I’d grab a treat — it wasn’t that hard to decide which one. It’s a lovely day to walk through Bryant Park today, and it was even made more pleasant by my techy pal, Tomy. (No, that’s not a typo — he spells his name with an “m”.). We parted as he headed down to Grand Central, and I bought my treat and found a seat here at the park. It’s pleasant and a tad cloudy, with a good crowd but I didn’t have a problem trying to find a seat.

I just needed a break to breathe. It’s a perfect evening to just sit quietly and enjoy the buzz of the rush hour traffic at the end of the day mingling with the different languages floating around me. I can sit here until the sun fully sets but someone is waiting for Mama at home.

Well the jazz band just started playing and I really need to get on my way.

I was about to end this post when I saw this heartwarming plate on the seat across from me:

Read it upclose.. I’m sure it’ll put a smile on your face as it did on mine..