Went into the city for a whirlwind visit with the ex-hubs/friend “Daf” yesterday. It couldn’t have been a more beautiful October day: sunny, mid-70s; Central Park was bustling. While waiting by the monument at the Columbus Circle entrance to the park – where we’d arranged to meet – a man approached me, smiling. Did you do this? he asked, pointing up at the sky, or the monument, I wasn’t entirely sure. But … … without skipping a beat, I replied Yeah, do you like it? It’s beautiful, thank you. Well, y’know, if you’re gonna be The Universe, you might as well produce some sparkly beauty for everyone to enjoy. You did a wonderful job, he said. Well, thank you. And thanks for your contribution to this stunning day, I said. Ah, you like that? he replied. Very nice, I said. Couldn’t have done it without your help. It was probably a group effort. Yeah, I guess so, he said. And with that Daf arrived (and daf, knowing me all too well, immediately teased about how apropos it was that he found me conversing with a stranger …). Hellos were exchanged, and moments later my new friend and co-creator went on his way. […]
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