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New York New York

International Friend: Hey, ugh… are you… actually talking to him again?

Wifey: No… not technically… why?

International Friend: How do you… communicate with each other if you’re “not technically” talking to each other?!

Wifey: I don’t know. I guess we’re psychic. We’re telepathic.

International Friend: Right…? Okay? Well… we’ve been reading some of your blog… I now know — learned the hard way — to steer away from “Poems2No1” omg I can’t un-read what I read! THOSE POEMS ARE JUST FOR HIM. Nobody else needs to read them!

Wifey: (Chuckles)

International Friend: So when are you actually going to see him again?

Wifey: I have no idea. Honestly, there’s no clues. How would I know? Maybe he hasn’t decided on how he’s going to appear.

International Friend: But you miss him SO much. You guys are just torturing yourselves with this… whatever this is?!

Wifey: Okay. Reality. I have tickets to his concert in New York. I could go “see” him from far away. From the nosebleeds. I have been thinking about asking another friend to join me. If we go, it’ll be a short little girls trip. We can’t take annual leave for that long, and I don’t want to spend too much money on accommodation for too many nights. So it’ll just be a little trip, to see the concert. And to catch up with my Uncle in New York. I honestly haven’t seen that relative for a long while, too.

International Friend: Is this a fictional “New York” — or are you being serious? You have tickets to his concert in NEW YORK?

Wifey: I’m being serious but since I haven’t been serious for a lot of other things on this blog, most people will just assume “New York” doesn’t even mean “New York” and they don’t actually care, either. It could be London, it could be Los Angeles, it could be anywhere. They’re not stalkers, they’re not going to care.

International Friend: Right. So you have tickets to New York. In the nosebleeds. For real. Like if he had connections who could even look up names of ticket holders — your name is fucking there. And your EMAIL. And your PHONE NUMBER.

Wifey: Is my phone number there?! I don’t even remember if I gave that information. Name and email, yes.

International Friend: What if they plan something for the audience in New York? For the nosebleeds? As a surprise? FOR YOU?!

Wifey: Then that’s NOT FAIR for every other city! If they’re gonna plan something for the nosebleeds, they should plan something for EVERY NOSEBLEEDS. Then that would be fair!

International Friend: Oh. Okay… you want this to be fair… for every city… don’t just… single out New York for no reason.

Wifey: Yes. Please. That would be INSANE. Just… if you’re gonna plan a cute surprise for all the fans with tickets in the nosebleeds — that’s fine. That’s cute — but it better be for ALL OF THEM. EQUALLY. All the nosebleeds ticket holders. In every city. Then that would be really really delightful and everyone’s gonna go crazy on social media. That’s fine.

International Friend: So it’ll be like a new little “segment” type of thing. Like Taylor Swift, she changes things up, but there’s something to expect, at every city.

Wifey: Yeah. Something like that. That could be cute. But… I haven’t even booked my flights yet. I don’t know which friend is coming with me. I haven’t taken annual leave from work. I can’t even say with 100% certainty that I’m going to be there. So if they plan something, they have to plan it for the fans, not me. Don’t do anything for me.

International Friend: Okay… well… I don’t think they’re planning anything it’s just a hypothetical question… hopefully you can get annual leave and you at least get to see him from the nosebleeds.

Wifey: Yeah. Hopefully. Fingers crossed.