Passing Love: I will Wander, Looking for Beauty

I got an unexpected message from Gavin Haynes asking me to deliver a USB drive to him. I hadn't even had lunch, and there I was, taking two different subway lines under the scorching midday sun to reach the conference venue. When I arrived, I couldn't get in. The security guard kept explaining that only attendees with an invitation could enter. Frustrated, I paced outside the entrance, waiting for Gavin. After half an hour, I still hadn't seen him, but Helen Jacobs, his colleague, showed up instead.