A rooftop in... Manhattan? / by Mike Dawson

Sometimes when I think about my life, I think about how incredibly fortunate I feel for the people I know and the experiences I get to have. And almost immediately after, I think "I'm not lucky, I'm blessed, yes" and then Nicki Minaj's "Moment for Life" is stuck in my head on endless repeat for the rest of the day. I'm convinced the world is currently on a collision course with disaster but I'm so happy with the life I'm getting to enjoy before that happens.

Wow. That was bleak. But I DO feel lucky. I get to spend every Sunday on a beautiful rooftop with my friend Emily and a forest of plants tended to by her boyfriend Daniel. It's a perfect way to end one week and prepare for the next.

minimal editing. There is no Lower Manhattan, only Zuul.

But last week, I cheated on the roof. Twice. Saturday, John, Tex, and I stood on one rooftop and spied on the rooftop Tex and I would be on the following afternoon. I also spied on John and Tex, although John eventually tired of pretending to not notice being photographed.


The next day after a too brief moment spent in Emily and Daniel's oasis, we journeyed back into the city to visit Sean and Samantha's as the sun was setting. The view was beautiful. The company delightful.

from Sean's rooftop.

As day passed into night, Samantha went downstairs to prepare for Monday and Sean agreed to some flash photography before we went on our way.

Sean, 70's style/

Sean, 70's style/

It was a wonderful weekend full of intimate time with good friends in quiet outdoor spaces in a city that doesn't always offer offer anywhere near enough of either. As Ms. Minaj said: We're not lucky, we're blessed. Yes.