friday i trudged up the subway stairs, on my way home. and as i stepped into the artificial street lamp light, like a beacon in the night, there he was. anderson cooper. larger than life. gazing intently back into my eyes. in his favourite lucky out in the field blue shirt (that i guess goes very well with his eyes). sleeves rolled up - a man ready for work. sitting among common folk - giving me hope that one day i will be his best friend, tagging along on his awesomely important international assignments. granted those he was sitting among were dressed in camouflage fatigues and were holding menacing big guns, but that could easily be me. it could. being a part of that intense, earnest edutainment that is the most trusted news source.
but until then, every evening as i drag myself up those subway stairs, i shall hit the outside world, look up and smile... and dream... and hope. if i'm lucky this will last through the winter. fingers crossed.
3 comments:
Wait! i'm confused! was he taking the R train with soldiers? or was this a poster? don't play with our emotions like this Rums!
There is one like him in every country, i guess...
on the train eks? i would have been telling the story of how i rugby-tackled coop and then somehow convinced him that our special friendship is irrefutable destiny, written in the stars.
HUGE BILLBOARD, forget poster!
dodos, i hope there is maybe more than one in every country.
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