the. proverbial. question.

We each walk on our own dusty, calamity ridden, road of proverbial aphorisms. Step by step
questions arise, some that have great impacts, and some are the simple questions
of "what do we want to do today?". The latter might seem as though it can't carry
a burden on the shoulders, or won't have much gravity in life. Except on those
SPECIAL occasions (more on that later)... But besides the great question of "what are we placed on this planet for..", the next most abused question is.."HI, is this your new soul mate?"


Is there really a concrete answer for that question. It always seems
as though the only one that we can call our soul mate in life is
our significant counter parts-the peanut butter to our jelly, the other to complete
our duo's...- But you start to think about the wonderful acronym B.F.F..
(that's where my rant today starts from...and i know its cute if you do marry your bestfriend
and that they are your soul mate... but it is possible to have a two soul mates...or is it?!?!?)


So, when I go out..the plans are usually not etched in stone, and more than often
usually never happen. So yesterday (7.11.08..just so i remember the day because god knows when im going to finish typing this) I went out with the best gay boy in my life... the best friend like no other... When ever we go out.. there are no plans... so we meet in the subway..and didnt have a destination... so while on the lovely underground railroad of New York, we decide
to go gallivanting around little Italy. So being the New Yorkers we are.. landmarks are how
we orient ourselves...We get off at Canal Street, knowing little Italy is right next to Chinatown..
in the heat of the lower east side, our plans of sitting in a cafe was scratched because
we gave up on the search..so we just walked down a little bit more and found ourselves
by City Hall...

In order for my brain to work properly, with the erratic plans needs to be coupled
with "erratic plan's" soul mate, which is "spontaneity"..
You see City Hall... right across is the beginning of the Brooklyn Bridge...
So as random as we can be after going to get a slice of pizza, and sitting in a
Starbucks for 10 minutes screaming at T-mobile...We randomly make our way
across that bridge...


Who would think that walking across a bridge crawling with tourists.. surprised by
gay guys....would help two people realize how much each other means to each other..
and how we take living in the city for granted... well i cant really explain
the walking part across the bridge because... thats usually a generic activity..
just the good conversation of having another "first moment" with your best friend is
a pretty good feeling.

After remembering our impacts on each others lives... I didn't think that the day
could get any better... or we can be get any closer...
But being the ones to just sit and talk...whilst catwalking over the bridge,
we saw the Brooklyn Bridge park...we both have never been there...
so a new adventure starts in Brooklyn.... So after a few blocks..
and my very good navigational skills... we found it...
and kinda sunbathed on the rocks while calling our important people..lol
..like twisted Little Mermaids wading in the dank dirty Hudson River.
That lasted for about 2o minutes..until we realized to sit underneath a
willow tree...(reference Pocahontas if needed)...
Sat there for close to like 3 hours... this is when you treasure life...
::beautiful day. beautiful place. and best company you can ask for::

To close off the day and this long story...
we walked across the bridge...sat in City Hall park for an hour...
Sang and danced in place..best thing we can do..
and went our separate ways..


So after that long anecdote, which pretty much can explain the answer to my
question...a person can have a soul mate whom they can just live happily as best friends..
Leading their own personal lives...but once together... have a different life together in
their own little world.... What does it really mean to be a soul mate?!?!
Finding a person who will be as random as you, can talk to each other for hours,
can talk about anything, and can appreciate doing nothing
yet having it mean the world to each other...

But how about the darker and sinister part of having
any type of friend.... is what would happen when the friendship
doesnt last FOREVER... I think this is a true test to that damn acronym..
something this one taught me...is that... even if things
do end... the good memories..that you will never forget will endure inside
even if you dont want them to..
they'll be there giving you a little smirk...when you need it...


--so after writing this. i completely lost my point on the concrete
point i was trying to explain... but its all there in a bundled, mixed up,
crazy way...