a few weeks ago, on an especially moody day, I left my phone at home and went on a long walk through a rainy central park. I took the C train to 81st street, meandered through the park, walked up and exited into Harlem, found Levain Bakery and picked up cookies, and then, walked thirty blocks to 148th street, where I was staying with a friend.
there is something beautiful and empowering about going on a long walk without a device in your pocket — nothing to take photos with, look up directions with, receive text messages with. you feel like you're truly alone with yourself; unreachable — except by the other human beings next to you. it made life — lived through the senses — feel more real.
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