Opposites Attract

While walking back to the train after the New Yorker dinner, JoyceFrances and I compared notes. "I had lovely conversations!" said Joyce.

"Me too!" I said.

"We talked about bike trips and staying in NYC."

"We talked about single parenting, and the nature of addiction."

The thing is, we both truly enjoyed our chats. And we truly enjoy each other. We were trying not to giggle on the train home, because we didn't want to further upset the weepy emo kids sitting across from us. We were unsuccessful.

More on the dinner tomorrow. And now, to bed.