i park my car all the way uptown in east harlem on 117th street. the last time i parked the car, i ran into curtis on my walk over to the subway en-route to midtown. curtis is a sweet kid who worked as a temporary porter / doorman in my building at the time of the doormen’s strike. he lives uptown and was on his way home when we met several weeks back. i wondered if i would see him again as i walked from 117th to the 116th street train station.
as i stood on the platform and waited for the train, i thought about curtis and hoped he was doing well. when i last spoke with him, he had still not found a job. he decided to go back to school and planned on applying to an audio engineering program at a college in the bronx. i wondered if he followed through.
as i exited the train at the 51st street platform, who do you think was sitting on the bench waiting for a train? yup, it was curtis! he was running some errands for his mom, which brought him to midtown. he will find out next week if he is accepted into the engineering program.
i love when the universe answers immediately!
“Synchronicity is an ever present reality for those who have eyes to see.”
- Carl Jung