I was walking towards the YMCA after work to turn in the keys. The light in the big mirrored aerobics room was on, and inside was a girl all alone. She was dancing, it looked sort of russian, but all I could tell was that it was beautiful. She was practicing in the mirror, and it looked really good.
It's odd how you can look into a random window and catch a small glimpse of someone elses life. I wish someone would look into mine and think that. I wonder if people do. I wonder if people see me at lunch, or reading at Barnes, and think that. I know I do, although maybe too often. For example, I was at Java House last sunday evening, and this young woman wearing a cool short white dress, with a very cool nose ring, sat down across from me. She was cool. And cool is very hard to come by these days.
I love those moments when you find a connection with someone you would never imagine you could find a connection with. Or you randomly bump into someone somewhere, and then talk forever.
Well, I'm done now. Spirit day tomorrow. Misha and Kayla made me a rainbow garter, I'm excited to see it.

