My neighbor downstairs is a nice young lady.
She just graduated from college, has a full time job (not in her field yet, although she may get one soon) and has pink hair (hey, I'm not judging).
Sunday was the first time we've ever had to talk besides a quick hello.
She told me she's 100% Mexican, although if you saw or heard her last name you'd think she was French.
In her own words she told me she is: "as white as you can get without being an albino." She said that she doesn't tan, just burns then goes back to being lily white.
As I've said, I don't judge. To me, she's a nice person who's intelligent and has a good sense of humor, with a friendly, dazzling smile.
She told me she enjoyed talking with me. I told her jokingly that we're not BFF's yet, but we're on our way.
All in all, a pleasant way to spend a little time on a humid last day of spring.
As the old '60s song said: "Reach out in the darkness and you may find a friend."