im rolling in to grand central and mallory awaits with her 2 carry-ons and trendy new coat that isnt the least bit warm, but adorable none the less. (we're girls, hello.) "what are you wearing?!" were the last words texted before entering that sketchy dark part of the train station where you lose all cell phone service. the second i had service & stepped out into the main area of grand central i hear her laugh & look up smiling at her. we both run. i love that feeling when your going to look for someone you havent seen in a while, in a busy crowded place. you look around, through all these people and then boom. there they are. instantly everyone else and everything else becomes blurry. except for that one person you finally found and locked eyes on. and then of course you run to eachother like they do in corny movies. true. its such a neat feeling. some kind of wonderful, indeed. through out dinner, mallory and i kept looking at eachother, and we'd just giggle. take a bite of our delicious dinner. say a few things. look up. and laugh. "is this REAL, is this really my life right now?" yes. it was real. and it was great to say the least. here she is. still lovely. still courageous and confident. still my best friend. i present to you with great honor...
mallory james!
By far the best first night in NYC.....Many more good times to come!!!
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