I ascended the last flight of subway stairs down under the manhattan Brooklyn overpass and was greeted with a form in repose on a break: a smoking one for sure. I wondered if coffee was nearby.
She was waiting for a friend. Ironically her Instagram handle is ‘temptation waits.’ It got me thinking about all her things one can wait for in life. And, how temptation with all of its bad seemingly connotation of mischievousness, could be altogether right, if one waits for the right thing, even the right person.