Cool summer nights, rooftop sunsets, and a magnificent skyline. Hundreds of local coffee shops and hundreds of local bakeries. Street musicians, pick up soccer, or break dancing in Union Square. Food from every corner of the Earth and hot dog vendors on every corner in Manhattan. Evenings spent by the water in Brooklyn and mornings spent watching the sun rise at Coney Island. Lavendar-flavored doughnuts and s’mores-flavored ice cream. Dollar pizza slices in Brooklyn and dollar dumplings in Chinatown. Record stores in Bushwick. Flea markets in Williamsburg. Shopping in SoHo. Free concerts in Central Park. People everywhere, buildings everywhere, sights everywhere, smells everywhere, experiences everywhere.
New York City.
Missing New York now.
beautiful exposure. engaging images. I like.
in the summer, new york was the only place in which one could escape from new yorkers. –edith wharton
"Take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented."
Stanley just drank OJ out of my mug and didn’t seem to realize, it wasn’t his hot coffee. So, the question has to be asked, is there no limit to what he won’t notice?
(Source: dundermifflinscranton, via fuckkyeahtheoffice)
Remember how Jesus takes the small amount of bread loaves and fish to feed and satisfy thousands of people?
He does the exact same thing with the little things we lay at His feet. A slice of pie? A cup of coffee? A spontaneous visit to the florist? Every single time.
WHY DONT I CALL UP THE GINGERALE HEADQUARTERS AND HAVE THEM BACK UP A TANKER TRUCK TO YOUR MOUTH SO CHAAAAAD CAN DRINK GINGERALE UNTIL THERES NO MORE GINGERALE FOR THE REST OF THE EARTHS POPULATION