Welcome (back) to New York - ready for round two?
“In a philosophical sense, you can start calling a place your home when it becomes a source of grounding and belonging, or a quest for meaning in an indifferent universe.” Dare I say this is my exact feeling put into words in a way I could never have??? Two weeks ago, on the 16th of September, at 7 am EST, the captain announced that we will be starting our descend soon. I, fixed my terribly bad posture that I was sleeping in for the last 12 hours, and sat up straight, trying to get a peek outside the window from my aisle seat. You see, this time, I had researched and carefully picked a window seat on my A380, making sure I get to see THE New York City skyline when I am about to land at JFK. But a very cute kid who boarded before me was already sitting in my seat when I arrived and I asked him, “Do you wanna sit there for the entire flight?” And he, with the most genuine smile and excitement, nodded his head saying “Yess”. My heart melted like ice cream on a Saturday in July. Never ha
