It's those moments where you're not expecting much where a lot happens.

I was stopping by Occupy Wall Street, to simply drop off some books I had sorted through and decided I didn't want/need, and some old (but warm) hats for the occupiers. In the Occupy Wall Street Library, I immediately got in a discussion with two of the library volunteers. From libraries to reading to the injustice to why we were involved in Occupy Wall Street to gentrification to our lives. And suddenly forty minutes had passed and I was still sitting on the color-chalked steps, enthralled, engaged, in the exchange of ideas and energy. It's beautiful moments like this that keep me going.