When others walk through the city, they seem to always look up. I don’t blame them. It’s quite a sight looking up.
But sometimes I enjoy looking down.
The streets are so dirty, even when they’re clean.
But as the rain begins to fall and the drops of water hit the concrete.
The colors shine.
The colors reflect against the concrete and while people look up, I’m looking at this wondrous moment in New York City.
It’s quite a sight.