For the rest of my life I will reflect on what Light is

my day was all but check off as a bad one until a pause for a photo turned into a omen and an adventure. i road all over downtown trying to squeeze off pictures until my batteries died however i was to late, with my first snap came the demise of my camera batteries and i felt as if my day had been ruined, i had came down town for nothing until i decided to go to best buy and look for a first aid for my pentax. after long discussion and questioning of one of the employs, a gigantically fat human being, i splurged on some batteries. as i returned to my location for the picture, and replaced my batteries, i fliped the camera to the on position and nothing. a waste. time and money, i surrender. i decide to cut my losses and get on my bike home when i see this picture. as quickly as it took me to hop on i hopped off. i saw this....


and that is when i whipped out my cell phone and prepared to capture the moment, just to send to facebook as a reminder of my trip i suppose. and as soon as i had my finger on the trigger the phone rang. it was an unknown number so i ignored it, my phone in return ignored my request to ignore the call and asked me politely with another sharp ring to choose again, this time i chose Answer, as i glanced around the NYU campus staring at hipsters and punks and skaters and nerd and a black security gaurd i spoke with a woman about when my sunglasses would arrive . i hung up and i was about to go on and be about my business when i was startled by a young, hipster, punk, skater, nerd, standing next to me, within my bubble, almost whispering to me "May i ask what intrigues you about this?" and I, in my stoner stooper stood flustered, i looked at it read it to the best of my ability and i responded, "the capital L in Light i suppose." and then made a noise that not even yoyo would have understood. i dont think it was a noise from a language i was trying to speak i think my body was saying something like a yawn or something. but then i explained to him it was for a blog or whatever and i like to catch cool things like that. and then with the slightest motion of his right hand he lifted up a piece of pink chalk and told me "well here is something else you could add" he handed me the pink chalk, turned, dropped his skate board on the ground and road off as his trench coat dangled in the wind behind him. straight out of a movie, i marveled for a moment, took the picture and then under it wrote "Thank You."



what else could i have said? if it werent for the dead batteries or the phone call or the guy being on a skateboard i wouldnt have run into him and the moment never would have happened, and it made me realize "for the rest of my life i will reflect on what Light is"