The most important thing about timing is enjoying the time you have

It was the end of the week and we met up again. Nighttime in Chinatown with its busy narrow streets. Corner of Bayard and Elizabeth. I tried to spot him from the school entrance, scanning the passersby for a familiar face catching none. Last step to the corner in hopes that he will be there. Funny how I feel my heart sink a bit, but there he was at the last step, waiting. He was leaning on the wall shielding himself from the winter wind. I can't help but smile when I turned and saw him.

Have you ever been glad to see someone there? Someone you can't get out of your mind, that drives you crazy with everything you do? I'm caught in a daze, my mind soars million miles away, my phsyical being is stuck to this earth, going through the motions everyday. Crazy.

Funny thing is, it just changes everything you see and everything you feel but on the outside everything is the same. I think he feels it too. I can see it in his face when he returns my smiles. It's this secret language in between. Wordless phrases. Deep with meaning.

Once again he takes my hand, and we are on our way, this time finding a warm shelter from this cold March evening. On our way to enjoy the little things

And I enjoy the little things with him...

A Walk Downtown

I took a walk downtown with him today, after work. It was windy out and he held my hand. Covered it to make sure it was shielded from the cold.

That path on Park Avenue down to Chinatown seems such a short distance. Not enough time to talk to him because he's such fun to be around. Today was a pleasant surprise. He waited while I got out of work. I didn't expect to see him until tomorrow.

Through the smooth concrete by Madison Park, and over the cobblestones of Nolita and Soho, we walked until daylight slipped away and nightfall came. The journey brought us to the end of Mott at Chatham Square.

That's our separating corner. We recreated the scene from our first meeting, our first goodbye that one Sunday we met for tea. Except this time there was much more...