Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Airport Boy

The airport is a fabulous place to people watch and sometimes even a fabulous place to meet people. I just sat down at a seat next to a guy who looked the same age as me. Because of my fear of always having a fever I asked him if it was hot in the airport or if it was just me. He agreed and said it was definitely way too hot. We continued to chat for probably ten minutes max about life, texas, boarding school, classical piano, songwriting, lady gaga... 
Why did you leave for New York? We could have been friends. This was not a crush. We could've been GOOD friends. 

Happy Thanksgiving airport boy. Maybe our paths will cross again someday. 

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