Gravity Makes Me Fall

February 13 (or I guess, 14th)

I should have seen that this was a bad idea before I got to this point. I somehow thought that running away across the country was going to make everything so much clearer for me. It shouldn’t take standing alone in a train staton in Queens to figure out that running away was the answer to my problems, but I’m stupid so it did. Now I’m standing 10 feet away from a man who really wishes my train would come so he could get to sleep. One o’clock in the morning isn’t everyone’s favorite time to see the city I suppose.
To be honest, seeing the city isn’t even what got me in this mess in the first place. Well, I guess it kind of was. I was trying to find this “magical” spot in the city that I heard of from a book. My favorite character took a trip to New York City and he had this amazing experience. He was able to figure out so much by giving himself some time and space to think. I figure I could do the same thing. But alas, I’m not in a coming-of-age novel. I’m a real person, and in real life, trying to track down magic in New York leads you through some of the darkest and grittiest places in the city. Not to mention with only a dollar in my pocket. After much anticipation, my train comes and I head back across the river to my hotel.
As I come back above ground, I get a text from Ruby. “Before you give up tonight, I think you should check out the High Line. I think you might find the clarity you’re so desperate for.” I hate when she’s cryptic like that. She was part of what brought me all the way out here. Actually, she was all of what brought me out here. I couldn’t stand what she was doing to me. How tortured she made my life each day. Every morning, we would ride the bus to school and we could spend all the time we wanted by ourselves. It was the best 30 minutes of every day. I could stare at her eyes and talk for hours. But the minute our bus pulled up to school, she was greeted by her boyfriend. I could never compete with a guy like him. He was smart, popular and one of the best looking guys I have ever seen. It was clear she was in love.
Ruby’s lucky that the HighLine was only two blocks down from my hotel, because I wanted nothing more than to be in my bed and alone tomorrow- I mean today. I made the walk and rode the elevator to the park. When I arrived at the top and saw myself amidst a catwalk of grass above the city, there a wave a calmness that flooded my body. The moon was overhead and I felt godlike so far above there streams of traffic and the Hudson River. There was a sense of liberty that enveloped me. I ran face first into the gusts of wind and I could feel this burden fade away. I wasn’t worried about Ruby or her 11 of a boyfriend, I could do me all by my-
Stupid boy, I ran into someone and fell on top of them. I get up and off of them and realize it’s a beautiful girl. I blurt out an apology.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t think anyone was up here.”
“Don’t worry, it’s fine. I should have seen you coming.” I stared into her eyes and saw the stars twinkle. Then I caught myself. I extended my hand:
“My name is Dorian.”
“Rose. Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Maybe there was magic in the city that never sleeps.

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Andrew Walker Watson is a sophmore International Studies Major. He loves Brazilian rap music, discovering useless facts, and, naturally, writing. If he could ever stop staring out into space, he would like to start a global movement to change the world and guest host Saturday Night Live.