The world can be a nice place sometimes
Got a package in the mail the other day from The Laura. She had sent me some clothes because she mentioned that she had some in my size.
The thing is that we’ve only ever met three times and each time very briefly. So the gesture was all the more appreciated because it was so unwarranted. She even sent a lovely card.
Berlingirl stopped by on Sunday. She’s going home this week and I’m most likely in Syracuse by the time you read this so we won’t see each other again for a while.
But I told her that she has a friend in NYC if she ever comes back.
Me: It was nice meeting you too.
Her: (smiling) Will you see that girl you like this week?
Me: I hope so.
Her: (She smiled, leaned in and gave me a kiss) Strange. I’ve never kissed a German-speaking, Chinese-American in a Mexican museum exhibit before.
Me: And now you have.
Her: (laughing) Yes, I have. I hope you have a happy life, Logan.
The world can be a nice place sometimes. I forget.
Ich vergesse so viel…aber du vergesse ich nie. Gute reise!
Location: 6:30PM yest, saying tschüss @ 72nd & Broadway
Music: by and by, I’ll fly away