Today I learned that meeting a beautiful stranger on a subway is not as romantic as Madonna, James Blunt, and countless romcoms make it sound. If you’re ever on the subway sitting across from your partner, I don’t recommend making furtive glances and pretending you’re meeting them for the first time. Because you’ll probably lose sight of him and spend an hour alone, wondering where the hell he is, retracing footsteps and freaking out before arriving back at your room and realising you don’t have your key, which is your ID to get in the building, so the guard is really rude and begrudgingly lets you upstairs when you show him your Drivers Licence. Only to find that a certain someone has been home for ages waiting for you.
I’m just sayin’.