Look at your city. Look at as it passes by you in slow motion. The slow motion that in reality looks faster than you realize. Reality sets in and everyone is moving so fast. Take a second, sit on a bench in the middle of town. Look up at the old red bricks that grace the top of the new and “improved” building down below. Look there, what is that? Is that a statue? A statue of a knight. A knight that you would have never seen because you had never looked up. You had never looked up in your city. Only down and around. Down on your phone or around at people. Do you see people or do they just flutter past your corneas? Do you think they see the knight in shining armor looking down upon them? It shimmers in the sunlight, does someone clean it? Has it sat up there for centuries next to the old bricks that grace upon the fancy new stores? One day just take a seat and look up. Look up at the old bricks that once told the story of this city. Your city. Our city. These cities. These old bricks could tell you about so many histories, histories that you probably didn’t read in your text books. Histories of struggling families, rich wealthy families and those working families in between. Just look up. By looking up, you see so much more than what you planned. By looking up, you see a whole new world, old world, come back to life again. This city. Your city. Our city. These cities.