Pockets of Life

Pockets of Life

I’ve begun the first of many upcoming travel expeditions, this first leg being New York and DC. I intentionally decided to split time between different parts of the city (mostly still couch surfing, but with the goal of experiencing the unique ~vibes~). I spent some time in Williamsburg, just recently moved to Greenpoint, have a few upcoming nights in Manhattan, and finally a weekend in Jersey City(not entirely intentional, though the skyline views from the Airbnb drew us in).

I’ve always enjoyed my time in Brooklyn and am loving Greenpoint so far. Right on the water, still buzzing with energy, right across from Manhattan. My friend also lives in a beautiful unit on the water which might create some bias 🙂.

We’ve spent our entire day indoors due to a nonstop downpour of rain, but the view of both the city and other buildings is breathtaking. I captured this shot of a building next door (a few buildings under the same ownership)

maybe creepy idc
maybe creepy idc

During my trip to Hong Kong a few years back, I was invariably shook by the sheer size and breadth of the cityscapes. They were everywhere - miles and miles of spotted cubes of life. I didn’t capture a great picture of these during the trip, but it was somewhat resonant to this:

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It was jarring - each and every one of those tiny, speckled units held some living group or individual, living their lives, feeling emotions, and contributing to the world. They had a LIFE - yet from the view were just a tiny little unit on a faceless, cookie-cutter megascape. There’s a strange sadness but beauty to this that I can’t quite put my finger on. I often feel the same sense of mystique and beauty in New York, where nearly everyone has that ambition inside, though are just some tiny spec in a boundless sea of others. Fascinating!

Update: the view from our Jersey City Airbnb - stunning!

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