In the days following the election, New York City was reeling. I remember the Thursday two days after election day very well. I happen to have been near Union Square, having gone to lunch with Sarah nearby as we tried to make sense of what was happening together. And as I descended into the subway to make my way back to Weehawken afterwards, I saw this:
A nearby sign and a stack of post-its on the ground encouraged viewers to add their on messages of peace and solidarity. I was touched and did so promptly, but didn't think much of it at the time.
The next week when I went back it had taken over most of the subway station.
It's called Subway Therapy, and it has attracted the attention of everyone from Mayor De Blasio to National Geographic's instagram page. And I'm a little obsessed with it.
It's been a month now, and it's still up, this little ray of hope. The MTA, usually quick to crack down on this stuff, has apparently chosen to leave it up. I'm not sure why I love it so much, except that I know that each of those post-its - and by now there are over 1,000 probably - is made by a different person. It's an almost-visceral reminder that, despite everything, here in New York, people stand together.
Times are dark. But I am not alone.
-Nym
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