March 20, 2012
a look.
this morning, the kid in front of me at einstein bros bagels was wearing this shirt.
i was jealous.
this is one reason why:
there's a good chance this kid got to see the black keys at the united center last night. i'm using the word kid because he couldn't have been older than fourteen.
as i opened the door for him, i said, "i like your shirt" and pointed to it. he had his headphones in and probably assumed i was saying, "after you."
he bought a bagel and an apple juice box.
when we were standing in line he turned, looked at me, and half-smiled. i smiled and for a second i thought, are we having a mrs. robinson moment here, young man?
it was nice. and it made me smile.
it feels good to be seen.
My name is Rhiannon. I believe "when a woman becomes her own best friend, life is easier." I'm a better person after spin class. And coffee. I loathe tardiness. And mushrooms.
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