02/19/22
I had plans to go out with friends at a bar last night, and while in the shower before doing so, I thought of you.
After you left, I always thought about if I'd see you at random places and how it would be. How I would feel, what I'd say, etc. While I haven't pictured things like that in years, last night I randomly did. I pictured one of my friends pointing you out at the bar, and feeling myself numb up. You'd later walk up to me after noticing I was there, and we'd strike up a closure type conversation. Things would go naturally well, but you'd soon know about these books, and how you're still on my mind.
Obviously this whole daydream was nonsense, and I didn't actually think something like that would ever happen, but to my surprise, it did.
Well, not completely. I saw a spitting image of you. While I sat at a picnic like table across from my friends, behind them sat a group of guys at a booth. There was a guy sitting amongst them, who didn't look too into the conversation the others were having as he casually sipped his beer. I couldn't help but just, stare. It didn't take long before some of my friends noticed. While my friends all drank and talked, all I could do was just stare and stare. All I could think was how alike he looked to you. The new you, especially. The 'M' styled shortish hair, the clothes, the facial features were all so symmetrical. It caused me to ponder for a few seconds if that may actually be you. It was from sort of a far, so who knows, maybe it was. I just truly didn't believe it based solely on the fact that you're in Montreal and there's no logical reason as to why'd you be in a bar in Ottawa this cold Friday night.
As anyway, he left after a while, and as the drinks set in, the thought of everything faded from my mind. Yet for a long while, all I could think about was wanting to write this down. A day later I finally am, and it has given a sort of comforting closure to myself.
I hope you're doing well,
- J
