‘We Walked to the A Train at 14th Street, Where We Said Goodbye’

Windy Day

Dear Diary:

I recently spent an hour with a man I had just met and will probably never see again.

It was windy, and we walked from the West Village to the Whitney Museum. I asked him if he liked Edward Hopper. Of course he did.

Before he caught his flight, we had time to see the Whitney’s seventh floor, and then we walked to the A train at 14th Street, where we said goodbye.

I happened to be passing by that spot today, and touched the 14th Street subway sign for luck, or something.

I looked up and saw it was right next to the Museum of Illusions.

— Alice Walker

Stuck

Dear Diary:

I was leaving a friend’s apartment in Midtown when the elevator got stuck.

The lights shut off. So did the air conditioning. We were stalled on the 17th floor.