The Very Heart of It

Photo by Tom McCavera

Times Square: the center of the universe–the place to see the lights and feel the pulse of the city that never sleeps.  New York’s crossroads of the world for people of all types. That is, except New Yorkers.

For most New Yorkers, Times Square is to be avoided at all costs. On any given day, snap-happy tourists block  intersections, middle-aged women and gay boys fawn over a naked cowboy, and a Midwestern high-school theatre troupe twitters while singing Rent in five part harmony… directly in front of the subway entrance. None are contributors to a smooth morning commute!

New Yorkers are busy. They have places to go, people to see and tourists to trample. Yet most New Yorkers are transplants. They are natives of Bora Bora, Wisconsin and everywhere in between. And at one time, the junction of Broadway and Seventh Avenue was a magical place. It embodied the dreams, the drive and the promise that only this city can offer: “If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere.”

So maybe there is value to revisiting an old friend. Grab an overpriced, Soy Chai Latte at any of the warring Starbucks within a 10 foot radius; sit in the newly unveiled pedestrian mall; and you might remember that you really are “nuts for nuts”, that a Christmas sweater can still keep you warm in February, and that, once upon a time, a younger version of yourself couldn’t stop singing along with little orphan Annie.

And perhaps your big city blues might just start melting away.

Advertisements

3 Comments

Filed under U.S.A.

3 responses to “The Very Heart of It

  1. I’m picking up a decaf latte and heading over to TS this morning! You inspired me to take another breath and to “refresh”! I’ve been here for 17 years and although it’s home, I often forget why I came in the first place…thanks for reminding me. xo

  2. Michael Curry

    I love taking first time visitors to NYC to the center of Times Square just to feel the energy.

  3. Craig

    I sometimes walk to 53rd and Broadway just to look down. I still get that “electrical charge” – even after 17 years. Great reminder of why many of us are here.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s