I look around around knowingly that the world is larger then my street. Is this a bad thing? I do not come from a wealthy family offering support while I go off on this project or that.

Obligations of job and family prevent me from the travel I yearn to do, the projects I would love to immerse myself into. But I am here. My world surrounds me everyday. My wife, my son, my job, my friends, my commute, my neighborhood, my streets. It is as big as I physically can see and larger than outstretched arms.

It is here that I find inspiration, sadness, frustration, happiness. My world is nowhere and everywhere. It is here.

Published by Keith Goldstein

Photographer, husband, dad, and passionate cyclist. Lives and works in New York City.

3 thoughts on “Here..

  1. We must be on the same wavelength. I also feel this way. Right now my world is governed by my job and caring for my brother Stephen who has autism.
    So for the meantime all else must wait. Let’s see what retirement brings since I am getting closer to it.

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