I write this two weeks after the fact, a lot of details are bound to be fuzzy and uncertain. I'm using the photos I took of the day and any vague recollection I might have had to fill in the detail. At this point, I'm just writing for the sake of doing this, and totally fine with it. Just get on bruh.
Met SK. Originally for lunch. Which went on and on and on, until 8, when she had other matters to attend, ones that couldn't be avoided. It was an incredible time. There was a confusion in the morning about the definition of Union Square. I went to her square, she was about to leave or mine, we finally figured out to pause, met at her part of the town, took the bus together to mine. And learned so much about each other on the way, such as how we both absolutely abhor planning, but just for the little stuff, and would most definitely like to have a lot of things in control. Etcetera.
It was really hot, she got really cranky on our way to this restaurant, so overpriced and not that great in the Bow Market. I've written about it before. From there we went to the brewery underneath and just chatted on and on. Walked to Davis where we got ice-cream, and parted our ways.
Took the bus to Timeout market where I met the whole of Brookline gang besides PD. People had a bunch to eat, but I was full...of food, and also emotions, so I didn't eat much. We got caught up, talked about how this was my last weekend in town yadda yadda yada. Went to Brookline, did a 4-camera chat with AD and SS (Phd) at night. Fun! The rest of the gang watched movies, I fell soundly asleep.
The question that the day raised will be discussed later, but it was basically, if I'm having so much fun spending time with people, how come the hangs don't go anywhere and just amble about? Something to think through.
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