Sweet transcendence
New York was jampacked and fun but oh so good to come home to the LaLa – to the animals – the bayou – to New Orleans. I arrived to a warm welcome from J, who left flowers, champagne, chocolate cupcakes and candies as well as fresh strawberries with a card saying thanks for being a friend – ditto is what I wanted to say – ditto ditto ditto.
In NY, T and I told a cab driver we have been together for two years, it seems like it so it was only a white lie. I offered a resounding no to the young, hot Russian boy who said he’d like to hang out with us. And when my aunt said “you’ve only known her a month,” I said, but oh, what a month!”
In only a month, we’ve gone from not knowing to all knowing and in the sweet transcendence a door did not open but another universe.
March 3rd, 2008 at 6:16 pm
Good for you!
March 3rd, 2008 at 6:34 pm
Thanks – appreciate it.