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part five
I was waiting for the subway this morning and realized I hadn't seen the cutest boy in new york in a long time. despite being late as always. It's strange, I thought, how sometimes your timing is dead-on and you can run into a person over and over again, nearly every morning for weeks, and then... nothing. odd, I thought, and more proof to seize every opportunity you can. and I went back to reading photocopied pages and listening to The Rogers Sisters.
at work I was wasting time by deleting old emails and found this missive to Laurel about my last sighting of the cutest boy in new york. it was three months ago, apparantly, almost to the day. and I'm wearing the same shirt today, too.
my alarm is sort of broken and i was sort of exhausted so i overslept this morning and didn't get down to the train. which was okay since the cutest boy in new york aka new boyfriend was there. he's not my new boyfriend yet, but i have faith the universe will provide.
anyway, it was the same noticing-him-too-late-to-say-anything awkwardness, but whereas last time i saw him it was sort of disappointing and me thinking he's not that cute, today i was all about him. and here's the funniest part.
me: pink sneakers, blue jeans, brown boyish shirt with thin white horizontal stripes and snaps at the collar, headphones, light brown hair in face
him: blue sneakers, blue jeans, brown boyish button up shirt with thin white vertical stripes, headphones, light brown hair in face
wasn't it freud who said a sign of maturity is when we cease choosing partners out of narcissism?