Love Story - (10) Hey Sunshine

Tired. Not physically, not emotionally, but both. Before I know it, it's already 9 o'clock at night. Outside of my office window, the city was lit up so beautifully; whereas in front of me, a big stack of paper, two slices of cold and stale pizza, and one disgruntled coworker, fidgeting with his empty soda cup. "Come on, let's hit the bar for some drink."

I always order Cosmo when I feel down, red, is his favorite color... ... "Hey, that old dude over there is totally checking you out." I look up. What a familiar face, though a little weathered, still, it's him, I can tell, you can never go wrong with that hallmark smile. "Hey Sunshine!" he raises his cup to me from the other side of the counter.

"Hey Moonlight!" (our secret greeting). Mason Wilde, an old classmate turned good friend. I always believe that we have some sort of special connection, like two years ago, he flew all the way from switzerland to berkeley to sit right next to me on an Econ Discussion section, the same way as today, when God send him to me again when I feel like hitting the bottom.

"Of all the gin joints in the world, you have to walk into mine."
"What are you doing in Chicago? and where is your wife?"
"Answer me first, what are you doing in Chi-town, and where is your hubby?"
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An hour later...
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"That's funny, you got abandoned by your fiance, and I got divorced by my wife, girl, we have to drink to this! Hey, bartender, two martinis, please!"
"But Mason, I still have work."
"Shihhh...."
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Another hour later...
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We are singing and dancing. There is no one in the world could crack me up the way like he does, and there is no one like him that could make complex things so crytal clear to me. He is this guy, earned all the money in the world, suddenly quit his job, because one day, his doctor told him "Mason, if you keep working like a maniac, you at most have another 10 months." He showed me his old pictures, the before and after contrast is like from Pavarotti to Michael Bolton, and I am not kidding. So he came to berkeley, as he said, all he cares now are health, good food, and family. "You can push your body, and your body can take the shit, but once it's damaged, it will never be fixed." That's how he tried to persuade me not to enter ibanking. But, I chose not to listen.

"Now your wife left you cuz you are broke, how ironic! When you finally have the time to be with her, she left."
"Yea, you women are so enigmatic. What do you women want? huh?"
"I don't know."
"Yea, you do know, you women want everything. But, like the Chinese said, bear and fish, you can only choose one. So, quit your shitty job and go look for him, if you still care."
"But... ..."
"No but. Look at you! I don't think you can go on for too long without him. Come on girl, you know where to find him, I know you do, just follow your heart ..."