things: i moved to brooklyn last weekend. i like it much better in williamsburg than in midtown. my new room has a green wall.
i'm reading haruki murakami's 'the wind-up brid chronicles' right now and am kinda freaked out because i've seen two other people reading it on the subway in the past three days. yesterday, the guy who was reading it was sitting next to me and he noticed me reading it as well and we smiled.
today on the train into the city, a youngish man was listening to the talking heads on his ipod and standing stark still in his kenneth cole overcoat, not realizing we could all hear his music. that's the great thing about ipods. possibly, one of the only great things about them really.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Saturday, February 2, 2008
more tales of fleeting love in the city
i fell in love with a boy over christmas. actually, i was in love with him for awhile and just didn't realize it. but that's a different story for a different day.
yesterday i fell in love, briefly, with the man who blew me a kiss on the way to work. it was, in the moment, a selfless gesture that restored some kind of humanity in me. it jarred me out of my monotonous walk to work along the gray sidewalks. it was beautifully simple. it was purely a compliment. one that i desperately needed. in retrospect, it was also slightly creepy and whatever. but i'll take it with a childlike innocence like a kiss on the cheek from a grandfather - it's only creepy if you're looking to be a skeptic.
an exchange i enjoyed recently:
girl: you're a glass-half-empty kinda guy, aren't you?
guy: what glass?
i decided to stay here a little longer, in this city, in this job. perhaps i haven't given it a fair shot.
yesterday i fell in love, briefly, with the man who blew me a kiss on the way to work. it was, in the moment, a selfless gesture that restored some kind of humanity in me. it jarred me out of my monotonous walk to work along the gray sidewalks. it was beautifully simple. it was purely a compliment. one that i desperately needed. in retrospect, it was also slightly creepy and whatever. but i'll take it with a childlike innocence like a kiss on the cheek from a grandfather - it's only creepy if you're looking to be a skeptic.
an exchange i enjoyed recently:
girl: you're a glass-half-empty kinda guy, aren't you?
guy: what glass?
i decided to stay here a little longer, in this city, in this job. perhaps i haven't given it a fair shot.
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