subject line: maybe we'll run into each other again


College Station, Texas

To the beautiful girl that sat on my lap in the front row of the flatland show last night, thank you. After the show we danced and danced and going down some stairs you tripped and we landed in a pile on the floor. I didn’t get your number before we lost each other nor do I remember your name, yet that is why nights like that are so beautiful and clear. I’ll be looking for you next weekend, maybe I’ll see you again and then again maybe not.