coatchecked and tongue-tied at the Commodore

On Sunday we were at the Commodore for gogol bordello. I was in the coat check line minding my business. I had my green patched up vest already off. When I got to the counter and saw your eyes I felt I'd known you from another life. I was so shocked all I could do was hand you my vest. I wish I'd taken more time to give it to you along with my number because as I walked away I heard your voice and I knew it well. The band was playing and you were busy and the night slipped away... If you read this, I'd love to sit down with you over a coffee and hear your story.

When: Sunday, February, 18 2018

Where: the Commodore