Bloglander

Sunday, December 30th, around 3 pm. at the north Division gas station. You
were driving a black Chevy extra cab pickup and you pulled up behind my
white Chevy pickup. We exchanged several glances and smiles. You were
wearing all black with the most iinfectious smile. You know what I looked
like. We said our goodbyes and we waved to each other when I'd left. I
wish I would have gotten your name at least so we could meet up again
somewhere other than the gas station