This is New York City in 1932.  It’s a lunch break for the construction workers building the Rockefeller Center.

Look at those faces in conversation.  Digging into their lunch boxes, sharing a smoke, taking a swig of some magic liquid.  So normal.  So relaxed.

So terrifying!

This is so thoroughly not me.  I get a bit woozy looking down into the Leie River from a low bridge.  I’m astonished at the differences between us humans … even though we share the same joys and sorrows.

I can sing for an audience at an open mic session but put me on a log crossing a creek and I freeze.  Impending death in one situation but not in the other.

We all need to hold our heads high, to laugh in the rain, to do a wee little dance when the mood strikes.  We are miracles … together we’re all the colours of the rainbow.

Someone created a great painting