1st thing in the morning

stephen and i travel to work together, every day. we hop the express bus on SI and head to 34th street. we walk through the station, holding hands, then part with a kiss; he goes uptown and i go down to brooklyn. every day.
today was no different. bus. 34th street. hands. platform. kiss. part. enter the difference...
i'm standing, waiting for the F train, when i feel a tap on my shoulder. i turn around, look down to see a little gnome of a woman looking up at me smiling. i take off my head phones...

Me:"Yes"?
She:"Thank you"
Me: "For...?"
She: You and your partner. you were holding hands and then you kissed.
Me: Um yeah we do that every day.
She: I'm a transexual.
Me: oh...um...really?
She: Yeah. i think that's great. you and him. this is our week.
Me: No, sweetie...they give us a MONTH now!
She: oh wow, that's great! i just think it's good that you guys aren't afraid. alot of people won't do that. i usually see these guys walking around afraid to even touch each other. it's good that you guys aren't.
Me: Well thanks. oh look! this is my train! Have a good day!!!

i was a little freaked out; i'm not good at meeting new people and chit chatting before i've had my coffee. i was also more than a little confused 'cause i couldn't tell if she was a mtf or a ftm. i think i was rude, but i didn't know what to say except thank you. she was a little scary, but very sweet.

if you're reading this, my little tranny sister, I'm Sorry! you're fabulous!

"You always have to remember – no matter what you’re told – that God loves all the flowers, even the wild ones that grow on the side of the highway" ~Cyndi Lauper