A cancelled appointment means ducking into a theatre
Was downtown the other day on a nice spring day. Ended up walking under the Manhattan Bridge.
It was pretty deserted where I was so I had some time to my thoughts.
Ended up walking past a model shoot and thought that they must be burning up as the midday sun hit high noon.
A client cancelled a meeting on me the other day so I was trying to figure out what I should put in its place: Another meeting? Catch up on some reading? Organize some files?
But then I thought, I’d not seen a movie as a matinee in ages so I decided to play hooky and catch a flick. Hoofed it over a local theatre and caught X-Men: Days of Future Past.
It was glorious.
There were only three other people in the entire theatre, the air conditioning was no joke, and the film was pretty good.
As I thought when I was downtown, there’s something luxurious about solitude in the big city. It’s hard finding room to be left alone.
Afterward, went home feeling like a billionaire. That is, until I got the chime that told me to get back to work.
Him: Where were you?
Me: Important meeting. Couldn’t wait. So, I reviewed your papers…
Location: Midtown, shortly
Mood: relaxed
Music: Finding new ways to be awed each minute
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