In the past week, I've seen Matt Damon three times! The first two times were all within an hour. Aaron called me while he was on his way back from the hardware store. He was walking right behind Matt Damon and told me to come outside quickly. Apparently Matt Damon was going to the Crunch Fitness gym that is half a block away from my apartment on West 83rd and Amsterdam. I saw Matt walk into the gym and I could see him from outside of the door glass. He was talking to the receptionist. Looking back, I should've walked into Crunch and pretended to be interested in joining the gym. Then, I would've stood right next to him!
About an hour later, Aaron had to go back to the hardware store and saw Matt leave the gym. He called me again and I came running out of my apt in flip flops and a dress. Matt Damon was already two blocks ahead of me so I had to catch up to him. I wanted to know where he lived so I figured that I could discreetly follow him home. I know, stalker right? Right before I caught up to him, Matt sprinted across the street on West 86th street and went into this fancy-looking apartment complex in the middle of the block. He stopped for a few minutes to talk to the doorman. I don't think he lives there though because he supposedly bought a condo near West End Avenue and we weren't close to that street. Maybe he's temporarily staying at this apartment while he's renovating his current place. Or maybe he just asked the doorman if he could pretend that he lives there because a crazy asian girl was chasing after him. I think he had started to run when I was getting close behind him because the light was changing to red and he didn't want to miss the light. I don't think he knew that I was running up behind him, right?
The final sighting was earlier this week. I went running at 6:30am and when I hit Crunch Fitness, I saw him leaving the gym again. I decided to run parallel to him, but from across the street so it wasn't as obvious that I was trying to follow him. After a few blocks though, he kept looking in my direction. I guess it was awkward that my "run" was almost like a slow jog because he was walking. I gave up eventually and crossed the street towards Central Park. I didn't want to freak him out.
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