This Easter, I'll have lived

This Easter, I'll have lived in New York City for 10 years. I have worked in this midtown office building for the last five, and gone up to the cafeteria on the 35th floor an average of 3-4 times a week. I pick up my food, stand in line at the cash register and sometimes look out the south-facing floor-to-ceiling windows. It's pretty routine.

Today I saw the Statue of Libery, sitting there in the harbour ... all that water surrounding downtown. And this thought flashes into my head, "Hey, there's the Statue of Liberty, and this city's an island and I live here. Cool."

It's not that I forget where I live, it's just that sometimes I'm pleasantly reminded.