We almost ran into each other around a corner, and both pulled back with more surprise than seemed merited. I felt a jolt go through me, and it was ... nice. I hoped I would see you again... and I did, when I got to the checkout just a minute later. You walked behind me, asked me how tall I was - I said "tall enough... 5'11" You remarked that you understood what it meant to be tall, and fist bumped me in solidarity from a distance. I took my time at the checkout hoping to run into you again... I'd love to find out what that jolt was all about. You too?
When: Wednesday, September, 4 2019
Where: Arbutus Save On