Last night, fate puts us in the same city (or in my case, work did) and it was time for us to meet. A blind date, if you will, but with an underlying knowledge of our deepest inner thoughts.
Though somewhat surreal, she met me at my hotel and we embraced like long lost friends. We found a nearby martini bar and spent the evening bonding over typical girl topics: blogs, boys and bellinis.
In a world of computers and mybooks and facespaces, I got a warm feeling of connectedness and friendship on a chilly fall night.
It was either that or the bellinis.