OLD FAITHFUL

well, this was scary.
exactly eight blocks away from the office. we walked calmly down all five flights. the whole block standing outside, the smoke was pluming up. people outside, yelling : run! run! run! a whole gang of folks who remember what to do when the steam fans down the street, i presume. some were standing around, photo-opping, but we didn’t know what it was and i wasn’t taking any chances. thought grand central station had finally hit the big time. i walked in the opposite direction of the smoke to a previously scheduled engagement. the phones were clogged. when i got to my destination building in wash square, the people inside were none the wiser. i was somewhat disturbed that the air conditioning had made the room so calm. a weird chaos, it was.