"a life lived in fear is a life half-lived."

-in the bathroom of asian pub, cooper square

there is something about passing a moment with a beautiful stranger that even makes waiting for a bus an hour late worth it. i bumped into mike on the line to ny port authority at 10 am but the bus did not appear until 11 am. we met someone new who had a connection to both mike and me. we will probably never meet again, but it was a lovely fleeting moment. there were so many times we were prematurely relieved that buses arrived, but they were heading to points north, west and south... to newark, lakewood and atlantic city. finally, one did come to take us to our destination. once we boarded, i nestled into my seat and continued reading the world according to garp. i winced; i gasped; i laughed.

we were stuck in traffic for three hours and arriving in nypa at 2 pm, i rushed down to 2nd ave and 7th street on the r train to meet savita at may's place. it was so funny, we both kicked our boots off when we sat down and used up many napkins to dry whatever we could. i ordered the lunch special consisting of a ginger salad, a tuna roll, a salmon roll and a bowl of udon. savita ordered the salmon teriyaki bento box. after an hour or so later of some good qt, we wandered around to starbucks for coffee/pumpkin bread and various other stores for gifts. we tried to get into bobst with no success. we found ourselves in a building with computers where savita could charge her phone because of a nice and unnamed security guard. it still would not turn on so we brought it to the verizon store where we discovered her battery was dead; she bought a new one for $70!!! we eventually ended up at asian pub. our freshman year hangout is closing in a month!! so following tradition, we ordered some lychee-tinis and snacked on chips and salsa while chatting. we lured emily from her apartment to join us. we later went to phebe's on bowery and e 4th for magic hat #9 and emily's soup - the baguette was so good. at 10:40 pm, emily went home and savita and i slipped and slid down 4th street to get to the ace subway line to go back to nj.

i love that when we get together, we can talk about ANYTHING. and that i can tell them what i feel i can't tell anyone else. they divulge me for the time i need and understand. i  adore that savita can tell me i was acting stupid when i overreacted to internet correspondence because i misinterpreted it. i have to admit i prefer face to face communication with eye contact and knowing the tone of someone's voice.