Committed conversations

There’s something about late night heart-to-heart’s in New York.  The hustle and bustle of everyday life in the city makes you yearn so much for human connection that even sustained eye contact becomes something to be cherished, and soul-satisfying conversations crawl their way into secret repositories, like this one.

While the city was celebrating 420, my friend and i sat in bed, Guinness draughts in hand.  We shared our individual pasts, reminisced over our high school years, and revealed our hopes and dreams.  Maybe it was the Guinness talking, but maybe it was also our hearts connecting.

For the first time in a long time, i had what i call a “committed conversation.”  We each had the other’s undivided attention for once, undistracted by the city’s beauties and failings.  The tension of NYC in daylight fell away as we drank, leaned back, and indulged in the silence of my room and the authority—the sweet audibility—of our voices.

Last night replenished my soul, and i’m finally unafraid to plow through the three weeks i have left here.

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One response to “Committed conversations

  1. Really nice blog. Made my night even better =).

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