this morning i went on a walk in the east river park. families were having picnics, and people were sailing on the water between brooklyn and manhattan, and groups played games of basketball and soccer and baseball in the fields.
there is a bridge near my apartment that allows pedestrians to cross the FDR highway and get to the path by the river. on my way back home, crossing the bridge back over to my neighborhood, i passed a young boy walking toward the park. he was carrying a basketball and on top of the ball, he carried a silver tray with a homemade cake on it covered in white frosting. this made me feel so nice! he was going to celebrate a birthday with sweets and basketball by the river.
every weekend, my neighborhood feels like summer.
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