Sorry it's come to this (I am apologizing to myself for posting an I Saw You, because I think this is the domain of cowards - no offense, everyone) We spoke on the ferry one recent Saturday afternoon. You: N. and hot as hell, traveling light. A true gentleman for saying hello and striking up conversation in this, a cold world of indifference where no one says hello anymore. Unfortunately, I rambled on about gambling and beach-lounging, topics that might make me seem as if I take no stock in serious things. Yes, I did have a bag of books. You liked my shoes. They are common-enough shoes, but I am glad they brought you happiness. I would have been a lot more pleasant but when you said hello I had been separated for only a week or so. I have no game yet. The world is still a huge and terrifying place full of strangers I don't feel equipped to make successful small-talk with. You made me smile. That hasn't happened lately. I hope life is good for you on the mainland. Happy trails, stranger.