the other day, we passed each other on the street. i on one side, she on the other, walking in opposite directions, both going home. when i realized it was her, i threw my arm in the air and waved wildly. i wanted to part traffic like the red sea, run to her and give her a hug. it has been so long.
“hi! how are you?” i shouted.
“good! how are you?” she shouted back.
she waved back, smiled and kept walking. the rest of the way home, i thought to myself, i hope that is not what our friendship has become.
passing each other on the street almost without realizing, shouting over traffic to feign interest in the other’s life, unable to stop for a proper hello how are you doing.