There’s this book I read a while back about people who work in an office together, and it focuses on the tiny details and interactions between them. It’s making so much sense to me right now.
Particularly the “Two martini lunch.”
I was riding in the elevator today with a handful of other people, when in the middle of a conversation one of the men asks a woman “How old are your kids, again?” She replies that she doesn’t have any kids. “No kids, really?” She tells him that no, she doesn’t have any kids. She has “animals.” Silence ensued.
What kind of animals do you have to keep that you call them “animals?” It was so deliberate… and so uncomfortable.
I saw a man playing a guitar on a street corner downtown the other day. He only had one hand. Now that is some inspiration.
Want. So badly.
Some days you just really need a hug.
I think about this quote often. It’s from the movie the Notebook, but that’s not why it sticks with me. It’s become sort of my mantra for my relationship with this city.
“[So] It’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day.”
I stopped to pet him and he sat down on my shoes, and then I loved him forever.
