We were both at Wreck on our own that day, and you sat a bit to my left. An older gentleman then sat between us and chatted with you on an off throughout the afternoon (along with the volleyball guy), which made it tough for me to try start my own conversation with you. You - brunette, reading a book and something that caught my attention was you describing your work... "I fix people with broken hearts". Me - tall, dark haired and athletic. I watched your every step when you came out of the water walking towards me, and know you noticed me too... of course, I froze when I had that brief moment to say something witty as you walked by. Hopefully you can appreciate the difficulty in striking up a conversation at that moment. I know this is a long shot, but if we're meant to meet, you'll decide to pick up a copy of the Georgia Straight this week and read this, knowing I'm the sweet guy you're looking for.