When You Do Want to Write

My niece is visiting New York this weekend. As I gathered a list of options for activities—restaurants, museums, sights both touristy and not—I’m reminded how cool this city is. This afternoon we walked to CVS to get sunscreen and a pizza place to pickup pizza. On the way, we passed a steakhouse, several theaters that had plays that starred household name celebrities, a new bar that used to be a nail salon, and an old bar that used to be a hangout for The Westies. Normally, I don’t notice much in my neighborhood, but tonight, with my niece in tow, I was seeing the city through her eyes, fresh eyes. Eyes that can read the DON’T WALK sign a little crisper.

What can I do to always see the world with those eyes?

Besides getting Lasik.