I was waiting in line when I saw you with your yogurt. Work boots and a bike helmet, my favourite combo. I’m pretty sure the cashier was laughing at my struggle to keep from staring at you. Unfortunately, you switched to the express line and that was the last I saw of you. All I can do is hope to run into you again. Perhaps we can ride bikes together and eat yogurt. -Long-Haired Blonde With Over Eight Items
This article appears in May 8-14, 2014.