Last three decades
Her: Totes
Me: Is that what the kids say these days?
Her; No, it’s what I say. (thinking) Although, technically I’m a kid. Especially compared to you. (pause) Because you’re so old, Lo.
Me: Thanks for clarifying that last part.
Her: (cheerily) Any time, Logan Lo!
The Firecracker had a day off the other day so I took a mental health day for myself and we headed down to the seaport to walk around.
Just being out and walking around was nice. I felt closer to normal than I’d felt in a long time.
It didn’t take long for us to make it down to the Seaport.
The last time I went was with RE Mike, not that long ago, so I gave her a mini-tour – she’d been there before but not all the spots.
They had an ice skating rink out that looked fun. Maybe I’ll bring the kid, now that he’s no longer a complete neophyte.
We pretty much had the observation area on top all to ourselves.
The weather was full-on gorgeous.
And because the weather was so nice, we decided to walk the 3/4 mile from there to Chinatown.
She actually had clients in the area so she spent as much time telling me about things there as I did her.
Me: Have you ever had Vietnamese food?
Her: Nope, but I’m down to try.
We walked over to my usual joint for Vietnamese grub but they were closed so I ended up bringing her to one of the Pho Bangs in the area, because those are pretty consistently good.
I ordered my usual faves, including a Vietnamese coffee, some pho, some bun, and a banh mi.
Her: That’s a lotta food.
Me: I eat a lot. You’ll have to get used to that.
Only managed to take one pic because I was so hungry.
After we devoured alla that food – we were both pretty famished – we strolled around the area.
I showed her Rain’s old pad…
Me: I cannot tell you how much of my 20s and 30s I spent here.
Her: That’s cool that you have these stories.
…as well as the old NYC Police Headquarters…
Her: That’s gorgeous!
Me: Yeah, they’re all apartments now.
…and Little Italy before finally heading back home.
Heading to our subway station, we ended up walking past Gio’s old pad and I remembered all those late nights I used to have.
All-in-all, it was nice way to spend a beautiful day.
For the most part…
Me: (thinking) 1993?
Her: (thinking) I was in Ms. Ingram’s third grade class when you graduated college.
Me: Well, I feel dirty.
Her: Yup.
Location: this morning, skyping with the kid at my desk and explaining why I had board games out
Mood: hungry, like always
Music: it’s fine by me if you never leave (Spotify)
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