By: Gabriela Yareliz
This time, I wasn’t wearing headphones. I was walking, and I heard a small noise. I turned around and saw my wrapped cough drop on the cement. I was surprised I had been able to hear the small thump on a NYC street and that I had taken the time to turn around and see it. It was certainly mine.
Life is filled with small moments. Moments that can be fleeting, where we might miss something. Moments that we just might catch if we decide to turn around and look again.
GABRIELA YARELIZ 