The following flash fiction was inspired by the people of New York, and the street photography that captures the diversity and excitement of the city. The story, names, and situations are all 100% fictional. Photo and story by Neil Kramer.
Teddy was an oversharer. Last year, on his blog, he posted several personal stories about his bout with depression, rants about his ex-wife, and semi-nude photos of himself sitting in a hot tub during a business trip to Northern California. This cost him his job at Goldman Sachs, where managers frowned on such openness.
After six months unemployment, Teddy found a job with a NY technology firm that encouraged innovation and the use of social media.
On June 21, after a long day’s work, he stood in the office lobby and adjusted his Google Glass strapped to the sides of his head. As the company’s community liaison, he was assigned to do a live video broadcast of the moment of sunset of the Summer Solstice.
Teddy researched the significance of the event in preparation for the day. He learned that “solstice” literally meaning the “stopping” of the sun. He knew that the summer solstice was celebrated by thousands across the world who believed in the sun’s power, and who associated it with life and fertility.
As the sun started her descent and the entire city was bathed in the golden haze, Teddy was surprised to find himself crying, as if all the disappointment in his life was released by the brightness, much as the Druids had once felt standing at Stonehenge in their spotless white robes.
Teddy immediately shut off his Google Glass and tossed it to the floor, like a piece of litter. This moment of sunset was too special, too personal, and too profound to be shared haphazardly to viewers on the the company’s website, just another viral video manufactured for the masses. In one ray of light, everything changed. Here was God was speaking to him, directly.
The video setting sun never made it to the live feed. The next day, Teddy was fired from his job, and he was relieved.