Time in a Pita

I haven’t lived in NYC in nearly twelve years, and decide today to use a soon-to-expire train ticket into Grand Central. Other than checking my watch to catch my train, a 3 o’clock coffee date with a friend is the only time-sensitive item on the agenda, a secure mooring in an unplanned day.

“Serendipity” and “Chance” are the border collies nipping at my heels as I take off toward my old stomping grounds, Washington Square Park, circa 1971. In an all-day rain that could dent the mood of a tourist, and even me, the “walkabout” theme planted in my head seems misguided.

But I keep on puddle-hopping down once-familiar blocks, rediscovering how to be in the rain instead of plotting refuge from it. The neighborhood is both unrecognizable and unchanged by time, and I am a homing pigeon searching for…what? (Anything?) Ghosts of who I used to be, how I used to feel, flit and dart into my subconscious, attempting to reconcile with who I am now.

I duck out of the rain and into a sliver-sized storefront on MacDougal Street, placing my order at the counter. A minute later, a bite into the nirvana-filled pita pocket simultaneously nails me to the moment and catapults me back in time. I am an 18-year-old art student in Landlubber jeans; the first dribble of tahini running down my chin to christen my new life, spread out before me against the city skyline.

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About DIRNDL SKIRT

Sharing my art and writing in a loosely gathered way that allows for meandering and taking the scenic route, I try to be mindful, meaningful, but still, at times, playful.
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2 Responses to Time in a Pita

  1. Shelly says:

    What a wonderful story! You’ve transported me back to 1996-1999, when I first moved to NYC & lived on MacDougal Street. Were you noshing at Mamoun’s?

    • DIRNDL SKIRT says:

      Glad you enjoyed, Shelly! Probably not noshing there in the late 90s;more likely Tom’s in Prospect Heights.I lived on Bleecker btw MacDougal & Sullivan in 1972-3. Those were the days.

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