I have often wondered if I will ever have kids who look as much like me as my brothers’ kids do.
Here’s a picture of me, and my niece Selah is right underneath.
The trains have been back up and running near me since Sunday.
But the people traffic in the trains?
It’s been crazy.
It’s like everyone who was supposed to ride the subway at staggered times for the whole week it was closed has decided to ride it AT THE EXACT SAME TIME.
Of course, I met quite the character. He’s a singer and a designer and was standing very close to me. And not simply because it was crowded–this was one of the few NOT crowded train trips of late.
I mentioned that I have a boyfriend.
“Well now you have a boyfriend AND you have ME,” he replied.
Do I have a choice in the matter? I wondered.
As I left the train, he was literally shouting his phone number to me over the heads of the other passengers. Over and over again, he yelled: 847! 647! 3343! (or whatever the number sequence was) while I walked onto the platform and smiled and nodded.
And look at this mural somebody painted on a door.
I love it.
Fantastic and random art makes me smile.
And it’s all over this city.