From lazing and daydreaming in sunny Sheep Meadow, to listening to music and watching the street artists at The Mall, to joining a drum circle as the smell of Juniper lingers in the breeze at the shady and cool Strawberry Fields, there is something for every vibe and everybody in Central Park. Cultures collide, hobbyists unite, and inspiration fills the soul at every turn.
I’ve been here a week, and what I’ve learned is that New Yorkers are a resilient bunch. While the rest of the country was whining about not being able to go get ice cream, this city lost almost all “normal” services and opportunities. They witnessed the horrors of neighbors and friends disappearing to never return. Small businesses shut down in droves… 20% of workers became unemployed… nearly 32,000 have died so far. […]