I think see a correlation between the return of these challenge posts and the number of things I have to do.
81. Last person you cried in front of?
I can’t give names because they were all strangers and I’m not even sure if they were able to tell that I was crying. I had my darkest sunglasses on and I was trying my best not to show that I was crying.
I don’t think I’ve ever cried on the train before, or at least so much. It was after I dropped off Avi and Alex at Port Authority to go back to Binghamton once Rosh Hashanah break was over. I’d had the best weekend of my young adult life and I was so sad to see Avi leave again so soon. I also wanted the chance to see their bus pull out but it turned out that I was on the other side of the building and consequently, I was too late. I suppose it was more than seeing him leave and missing him, though. I was in the middle of Times Square surrounded by people, most who must have had friends or family with them and I was all alone. Again.
So from Grand Central to maybe around 33rd St on the 7 train, I was crying silently in front of strangers, immersed in sadness while stress-eating knock off Twizzlers from Duane Reade and some green tea Arizona.