Bloom
Bloom is not so much an idea as rather a feeling.
It is a hot summer day in New York City,
one of those uneventful days where you just lose yourself looking.
Then one finds little reminders.
The pain of 9/11 still lingers, embedded in the pavement and in the air.
No longer can we look at life around us as just banal.
There is more to it all.
Everyone has their own story.
Bloom.