Friday, June 11, 2010

Lemonade

Here's some random scribbles in my little pocket notebook. Enjoy
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We stepped on to the subway and immediately began gasping for air. Bullets of sweat dropped down from our foreheads and down our backs. We made eye contact with strangers we didn’t know. All the while communicating silently how hot and uncomfortable it was. This was a train ride from hell or at least that’s what the pessimist in me believed. When I reconsidered the situation, my internal optimist said “Yay, a free sauna!” I made a joke and she laughed. Together our circumstance was put behind us. I needed her and she needed me. A simple display of how her company made even the toughest, hottest, sweatiest, most muggy times, bearable. She’s a friend, and so much more. A light at the end of the tunnel. An ice cube on a hot summer day. She’s my lemonade.