Modern Nomad Seeks Friends

As you can tell by the time, its a little after 3am. I'm sitting in Penn Station (let me tell you it looks like none of the train stations they show on TV. There aren't any plush seats to wait on. I'm sitting on some hard wanna-be marble? floor.) My train has been delayed. I should be on my train right now, but instead I'm sitting and waiting. Now of course the whole night was not a bust. My faith in people named Nick has been restored (I only despise one person named Nick now, and he will always been an asshole). I meant this guy Nick, he carried my bag around all night, while we walked around. Just wasted time. It was really nice though. One of the better times I've had (especially when it comes to meeting CL's. Some of them are slightly uptight, and just expect that you should know what they want. And if you aren't it, there's no expections. Which isn't a bad thing, but when it comes to people you have to be flexible.) We just walked around, and talked. We were totally able to be ourselves, well I was atleast. It was nice, really relaxing. With my luck though, I had a good time, he didn't or just isn't into me. Whatever the case may be, he won't call, or text, or anything. That'll be the end of it. Which is a same because he had a really cute accent. (So I was totally wrong, because I just got an im from Nick, he wanted to know if I train had gotten in yet, and other stuff. Totally sweet of him. Now, lets see if he talks to me tomorrow. We'll see. He did say have a nice trip, but before we parted ways he wanted to know when I was getting back. Maybe we can/will be friends. I'll keep ya posted on that.)
Well its 4am, and the train is finally leaving the station. Only an hour late. But atleast I'm on my way to Boston. Should be fun, I can't wait.