Dear Mr. You,
I know you. You, with the faraway look, and you who smells like campfire and you, who are always putting others first. I see you. in town squares and barrooms and sometimes I notice you seeing me too. Eye contact is a powerful thing. A single glance caught and held for just a nanosecond longer than you intended has the potential to stick with you. To turn a stranger into an idea, and an idea to a fantasy. How often in life are we presented the opportunity to manifest our fantasies for ourselves? To take them? So, to you with the analytical mind, or you who’ll teach me to tap a maple. You, who never takes a personal day and you who damn well earned it. You, who make up my grand et cetera.... what are you waiting for?
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