i'd do it all again

you're searching something, i know
won't make you happy

beautiful. melancholy. perfect.

long threads

that sew us close
from city to city
from coast to coast

ones with 10, 20, 30+ messages
ongoing conversations neatly bundled
thanks to the genius of google

so that we can plot, share, discuss, suggest

adventures
apartment bills
birthday dinners
bridesmaid dresses
concerts & events
our next race
primers!
travels
wine

maybe ol' blue eyes had it wrong

outside of the fairway market on broadway & 74th

are you a bear?

huh?
oh...

i've come to accept that strangers will and do talk to me, but i still get caught off-guard when one of these conversations begins.

i realize i'm wearing the cal sweatshirt my brother got me as a gift after i submitted by SIR six years ago.

are you a bear?

yes, i am.
er, i was.
i graduated already.

we walk a few feet down the crowded upper west side sidewalk in between overflowing bins of produce and people rushing by. he puts a hand on my shoulder nearest to him and says,

if you're a bear, you'll make it anywhere.

if you're a bear,
you'll make it anywhere.