Pretty accurate representation of me every morning.

A stroll in the park often constitutes contemplation. The sky becomes a mellower shade of blue. The trees; swaying metaphors. And the people become objects of interest and people watching. Every morning I methodically leave the train station situated on the corner of east twenty – third street and sixth avenue. Everyday I hurriedly walk past Madison Square Park. As a native New Yorker, it was quite embarrassing to admit that I had never stepped foot onto the famous landmark. And so with a Starbucks grande coffee in hand, I embarked on my morning adventure. The morning air was cool and refreshing.I could feel autumn arriving. The tree leaves were speckled with brown, torn between a decision of past summer foliage and the impending winter. I sipped on my pumpkin spice latte and thought hard about my transition into college. I was thoroughly enjoying my college life, but I was becoming increasingly drained out each week. I was in a routine of waking up super early, hustling my way to school then dashing home after classes commenced. I mentally sorted out my week’s work while my feet robotically took me deeper into the park. Then it struck me. I had dedicated my morning to discovering a new aspect of Manhattan.I was in a new place physically but mentally I was exploring familiar realms of schoolwork anxiety. I needed to focus on my purpose and let go of tedious worries. So to stop my robotic aimless walking I sat down at the nearest bench and let go. My last few moments in the park were glorious. It felt amazing to know that there was a perfect getaway spot from the Manhattan rush around me. The juxtaposition of the intimidating looming buildings and the grass beneath my feet was comforting. As I walked back towards twenty-third street, I smiled, took a mental note of the Shake Shack and promised myself that I would be back. I was ready for my day.

My compilation of music has no specific genre. This reflects how open of a person I am. I don’t necessarily stick to one idea or point of view; rather I tend to take an objective overview of situations. Of course with that said, I don’t always listen to every genre at one time. Depending on my current mood and/or situation I may listen to a certain singer or group for a prolonged period of time and then switch over to another. If I were to describe it in one word I would say my music preference is creative.

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