Sunday night March 4 sometime between 6:30-7pm at City Market You were wearing dark jeans with white holes, and a nice sweater with a chunky scarf. I was the hot mess at the checkout. I had just come from the gym, my hair was up and fussy, grey hoodie on, and my cheeks were flushed from the gym or from looking at you. You smiled and my jaw dropped. Your style and confidence made it impossible for me to take my eyes off you.