BobeBlog

So what do you do when you are interviewing someone so crucial for your research in a friendly hip neighborhood spot and in walks your love of yesteryears, sits down to the table next to you without even seeing you? And you do not even see him either at first, but it gets you when you hear the voice of the only man you thought you would have kids with. And that voice you never forget. Weird. And out he walks and you never even get to see how old he got, whether he is happy or tired, whether he has any signs on his face of the man you used to love. Sometimes I like New York because there is only a 1/1000 chance that this can happen to you there.