You: Beautiful, curly-haired brunette with bangs. Blue coat, red scarf. You
were reading The Great Gatsby while walking by the library at SFCC. You did
an amazing job at simultaneously walking while reading. You looked up and
smiled at me as we passed. And when I looked back, you were looking back
too. Me: Tall blonde guy in the jeans and flannel. I can't stop thinking
about you and am wishing I had ran after you and asked your name. Maybe I
can take you to The Great Gatsby movie when it comes out?