Mischu and Staki
"You guys look super cute together!"
How did they react?
Mischu quickly hid in his mom's armpit. Staki laughed and said, "Now he is turning read. Just like I always do! He got that from his momma."
How did I feel?
I spotted Mischu and Staki on my way home from the store. Mischu, carried by Staki, wore a happy expression on his face. When I waved at him in passing he glanced at my hand as though I was holding Santa, Bugs Bunny and a massive bag of chocolate in it. His eyes said: Full on fascination. Staki and I smiled at each other. Chatting with them went down smoothly. We talked about the neighborhood (Staki and I are both Neukölln returnees after two years in wealthier places: She went to Frohnau, Berlin, I to Bonn. She told me she found the difference between here and there so stunning she is writing a book about her time away.) and the Fusion festival (she was wearing a ribbon from there and we agreed to see each other there). From there our conversation took a turn: We talked about relationships and ended up reflecting on how letting go of things and unions that no longer serve you is healthy. It is funny how sometimes it takes two minutes until two strangers immerse in the deep topics. While his mom and I talked Mischu slowly left his hideaway. By the time we said goodbye his and my hand were playing high five games. I waved at him one last time, then left feeling grateful to have met a sweet, easy and smart couple.