Sunday, January 4, 2009

A View from the 41st Floor

I seldom write about things that make me happy, that bring that neverending smile to my face because in all honesty..its not funny, I can’t make it funny on here. The other day, I got on a train by myself for the first time ever (yes, traveling this mode of mass transportation by myself was forbidden in a past life), and I had the most incredible evening with a darling gent, surrounded by millions of people, but it seemed it was only us on city streets, drinking Winter Peach martinis, in an indescribable ambience only seen in movies. As shocking as the two different fabrics on winter coats coming into close contact causing that spark, I have to admit I’m purely smitten, which is poetry in itself.

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