A.: Bowling Jeans Connection, alors

Minneapolis MN

Description

We met a few times some years ago, waiting or searching for a/any/some connection. A person to be with, someone to listen to, someone interested in hearing, and, etc. before rushing off to the airport. I was living much like a leaf in the stream that year. We didn't spend much time together, but it was a very nice and unique feeling, that lingers. You are sensitive, honest, secure and capable, that much was clear. And probably funnier than eye. How are you? this question interests me still. I've lost your number, having had my phone set to expire messages. We kept it French not trading resumes, and it feels like showing up at your door (if you even still live there) would be a push, where this door is a pull.