What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You’ve got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
Don’t you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address. On the other hand, this not knowing has its charms.
On Friday September 23, 2011 at approximately 5:05 am, the sun will appear to cross the celestial equator from north to south and will mark the beginning of autumn in the northern hemisphere. Day and night will be almost equal length at that time. It’s a month away…technically.
But the grandbebes are in the classroom and small children with backpacks skip along happily at very early hours these days. And, living just 2 blocks from a school, the air is filled with uproarious energy and laughter several times a day as recess comes and goes in joyful rhythm.
It is still summer, but the fall is announcing its’ imminent return.
Quotes from: You’ve Got Mail, (1998), Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan