I don’t always have it. But I have some now.
I promise I won’t waste it.
But sometimes it’s good to just hang out with a friend all day. To go to the museum and not really see any art, but sit in the cafe or the sculpture garden for hours surrounded by beautiful things and talk, bitch, scheme, plan, commiserate, celebrate.
And it’s also good to end the day by joining up with another friend to go see a mindless movie that can only be seen with a group of girlfriends (OMG, how ridiculous was Sex and the City 2?). We were greeted with a sliver of waning light as the day transitioned into night when we left the theater, and we sought after a place to sit outdoors. We ended up at the Coffee Shop in Union Square and talked about all the stupid shit we did back when we were younger, here in NYC. The movie may have been over the top ridiculous (really, whose lives are like that? How completely silly), but escapism doesn’t necessarily have to be deep or even good to be enjoyed. If anything, it reminded me that girlfriends have your back.