Ego Bubble

I grew up in suburbia. What I call 'the ego bubble' was never popped. We went from brick house to Volvo to psychiatrist or family doctor.

When I visited my Grandmother on Brighton Beach Brooklyn we walked the boardwalk to Coney Island, we went swimming in the ocean, we took the subway into Manhattan. Grandma would smile and speak to people just because they were near her and she was always friendly.

Every day in my current city neighborhood I step out my door to break the ego bubble, to be reminded of other languages and other people and I am so grateful.