The Cuties and the Crazies

Of course I can't sleep again. Actually I feel a little nauseous right now. Thursday turned out to be a full day and I felt very strong. It started off rocky but once I met up with Jean for lunch it picked up in a very good way. I didn't realize how much I missed our lunches at Mizu. I'm really proud of him for becoming stronger and standing up for himself and what he believes in...especially in the workplace. Like I have always told him and others...pick and choose your battles and if you believe in something...fight for it until the end no matter what. After lunch I was also able to see other friends including Delsia and Sandra. I feel very fortunate that everyplace I have worked, I meet people who I know will be lifelong friends. At Time Warner, I found three. How blessed am I? Very. I also got a call from Keesha wanting to meet up over the weekend. She just wrapped up her first semester of law school. I'm so proud of her! She will continue to do well...I know it. It's definitely been a full, good week of spending time with very special people in my life. I feel honored.

Thursday also brought out the cuties and crazies...especially on the train. All these people, strangers included, wanted to talk to me today. Some guy in a fancy car (the drive by pickup is never a turnon for me), the guard in the building, and some on my trainride into and back home from the city. A scitzofrenic (sp.) guy on the platform in his moments of clarity at Columbus Circle kept telling me how beautiful I was and that I'm a decent, good person for talking to him. He said I made him feel like a human being. Literally 15 minutes later after my train change, some angry black man started yelling in my direction when I literally got on the train and sat down across from him (his mantra was that beautiful light skinned women won't give him the time of day because he's a dark skinned man). I kept thinking maybe he has a problem with women because he's crazy. Who knows. My presence triggered some type of outburst with him. I'm glad he got off two stops later. I must be a true New Yorker because I totally continued to listen to music and ignore his outburst even though I sensed he was looking at me. Only in New York right? When I got home though I did feel a little sick from earlier but I'm sure i'll feel better later today. I don't feel sleepy but i'm going to give it another shot. More later. Had a crazy dream the night before.