You sat across from me on the Q, laughing at the meme I was trying (and failing) to hide on my phone. Your laughter made my morning commute bearable. If you remember the purple headphones, let's make each other laugh again.
You shared your umbrella with me as we both failed to flag down a cab in Friday’s downpour. We laughed about our soggy shoes, but then your ride arrived. Would love to buy you a coffee—and maybe return your umbrella!
We locked eyes over everything bagels at the corner deli on 6th Ave this morning. You were reading "Siddhartha" and smiled when I asked for extra schmear. If the universe wants us to split a bagel, reply.
