New York Trip

Spring break was last week. I went to New York to visit a friend and prepared a package of hearts to string up somewhere in the city. Sounds so simple, but I am finding it very difficult to get up the courage to do it.

What am I afraid of? Well for one thing I do not want them to fall on the ground and become waste. I do not want them to harm the environment or add to the detritus that a city already accumulates. this would break my heart and woudl go against everything I care deeply about.

Another worry is that I get in trouble. I have been afraid of getting in trouble my entire life. Not just getting caught in the act but also because I have my website on all the hearts—possibly not the smartest idea, but I do want folks to contribute online so that Ican track hearts and collect more translations. I guess being afraid of getting in trouble puts a pretty big damper on being an activist.

I carried this package of prepared hearts around with me every day in New York, hoping that eventually I would get up the nerve to do something, anything... They all came back home with me as seen in the pictuyre above. Not one heart was left in New York except fo the one I left my friend when I left.