A couple of weeks ago, I was dropping one of my friends off in Brooklyn. As they’ll be moving upstate soon, her family moved out of their old home in Queens and are temporarily living with relatives.
Since we were passing through her old neighborhood, we decided to stop by her old home. She’d missed out on giving a final goodbye because of exams the week before. We grabbed coffee from Dunkin Donuts and parked in the driveway.
It’s amazing how much of a blessing it is to have good friends. For about a year now, I’ve been slowly trying to get back into the habit of spending time with friends while balancing it out with schoolwork. It has worked out for the most part. There’s just something about being around people who genuinely care about you. It’s got somewhat of a stress relieving effect.
Reminiscing about things that seem to have happened only yesterday is always nice. You look back at the little things and realize they had the most significant impact on your life.
It’s truly amazing where life takes you over the course of a couple of months. I feel like I’ve changed quite a bit. Not for the worse but rather in good ways. I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to cross paths with many people from different walks of life. This has benefited me greatly. I think I’ll write about how people have impacted me in a future post.
My Photo I professor assigned us to shoot photos of strangers: one roll with permission and one without. I like photographing people but I’m horrible with strangers so this seemed like the perfect opportunity to force myself to do it. Little did I know how nerve-wracking of a task it would be.
I went down to the Village twice in hopes of asking strangers for their photos. As I went on rainy days, people were rushing to get to dry places. This made it hard to stop people for photos.
I was forced to rush things as I’d fallen behind on my assignments. I went to Central Park this time. It was packed since it’s a Saturday. It was also hard to single out strangers as most of them were in groups.
