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“Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe.”
~Anatole France

Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe.”

~Anatole France

Nothing is more humbling than getting lost in a city you think you know inside out. Maybe it was the late night, the 3am work emails, or tears running down my cheeks, but I was as lost as I ever was this morning mentally and physically.  I stopped, took a deep breath and realized that even though I am indian I have never eaten true Jackson Heights indian food. Right then and there I got off the train and gave up on my Hudson -like attempt to navigate the outer boroughs of the MTA.  
After a full meal and a charged iphone I put myself together and took over the day. Moral of the story, bring tums to Jackson Heights.

Nothing is more humbling than getting lost in a city you think you know inside out. Maybe it was the late night, the 3am work emails, or tears running down my cheeks, but I was as lost as I ever was this morning mentally and physically.  I stopped, took a deep breath and realized that even though I am indian I have never eaten true Jackson Heights indian food. Right then and there I got off the train and gave up on my Hudson -like attempt to navigate the outer boroughs of the MTA.  

After a full meal and a charged iphone I put myself together and took over the day. Moral of the story, bring tums to Jackson Heights.

suneilsmalhotra replied to your post: Pretty sure I lost my rig (aka camera). brb gonna…

Lame…who stole it? In time for d7000?
My brother is actually on tumblr?!  Nope… Canon 7d May 2012. taking donations now thou.

Pretty sure I lost my rig (aka camera). brb gonna go over react & jump off a bridge. ack.

Who enters here leaves care behind,
Leaves sorrow behind, leaves
petty envies and jealousies behind.

Clover Club

Helpless and lost, she spread her wings in the sunlight.

Helpless and lost, she spread her wings in the sunlight.

Mountain Goat: “Sometimes I have to ask myself how the hell did I get up here?”

Mountain Goat: “Sometimes I have to ask myself how the hell did I get up here?”