I walked through Soho the other day to get to the Film Forum.
It was drizzly outside and early for a Sunday. All the shops were closed. Virtually no one was out, save for residents walking their dogs and a couple tourists.
It was wonderful.
I walked quickly down Prince Street, crossing a few cobblestone streets on the way that were wet with rain. Someone was sweeping the sidewalk, clearing away evidence from the night before. I felt like I was backstage just after a performance.
When I reached the Film Forum, I found my friend James inside with a mimosa in hand.
'I walked through Soho just now,' I said, still a little breathless. 'It's so quiet. No one's there.'
'I love that.'
James knew exactly what I meant. It's a familiar feeling, walking through the city when it's just waking up. It's a sliver of time when the city is yours alone.
For my experience at the Film Forum, click here.