A Roof With a View

High above Manhattan are thousands of rooftops and to some, the scenery from up there may not be a thing of beauty. This is my rooftop and it's where my family and I watch fireworks on July 4th, it's also where I go to be alone, or with someone, or to escape, or whatever. The view from up here is beautiful and there's no better place to be on a summer night at sunset or a spring day like today, with a bumblebee and a lone butterfly to keep me company.

From North to South, miles of sky rest over the Hudson River, and just below, from the George Washington Bridge, the soft hum of engines mix with a singing bird; the sound becomes a comforting melody.

I can see New Jersey, the Bronx and Queens. I can see the empty space in the Manhattan skyline where the Towers once stood; the buildings that surrounded it still stand, looking almost like orphans.

New York City is where I was born, but where I’ll end up is in the air. Like I am, here on this roof.