Homage to a Doorway
What does this photo make me think of? Mostly anxiety! I remember who I was eighteen years ago, having just moved to NYC, trying to figure out my new home, the crazy subway system, and what I wanted to do with my life. More than anything, I think of the opportunity that presented itself, and the good luck that I had in taking advantage of it.
Now, eighteen years later, I think of the work I've done over the years and how it has led somehow to a life several years removed from NYC, a life with a home, my wife and our three children. I feel proud of the path I chose which began on the other side of this door, and I feel grateful.
Do you recognize this place? As of this past week I don't think it's there anymore (the company has moved to new headquarters a few blocks away). How many of you have walked through this door? What were your experiences like? What does it mean to you?