Don’t be sorry, how one’s mind wouldn’t go there anyway? At this point, and knowing how much meditation is important in both David and Gillian’s life, no one will make me believe this friend was anyone else than him.
What strikes me the most in the nyc friend story, it’s that it brings tears to her eyes. Imo, you don’t cry over your gay friend or new boyfriend bringing you flowers, hanging fresh towels and meditating with you, unless you’re on a verge of breakdown. But when you’ve known someone for over 20 years and the feelings are still fresh, I can see how it could make one teary-eyed (and lead to fantastic sex – sorry, I couldn’t resist that one!)
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Just Holding Hands 