Hi.
What's up?
We were seated around seats 340? Remember I'm the weird kid with brown hair and the weird laugh?
No?
Well, I forgot your name. It's nothing personal, I am just not a fan of names. Too easy to lose or forget.
Marina?
Malina?
I remember your last name was something I couldn't spell without someone spelling it out. Probably a Z or Q in there somewhere...
You had a yellow shirt, brown hair, black glasses, black shoes, black coat, grayish sweatpants...
I remember all that but not your name. Huh.
I don't mean to obsess over you, stranger...But isn't it amazing? How
arbitrary life is. Friendships, relationships, last for years, lifetimes
even. To have one end before it began because of bad memory....It's so
fickle, isn't it?
Or maybe you discarded my name on purpose. I was never good at reading people
I mean, you probably didn't even treat our meeting as anything special. But anyway, it was a nice experience. I'll miss the relationship we never had.
You said you didn't have many friends. Maybe you
just thought I was the weird guy next to you....But I'm sorry I can't
help fill that void.
-Jimmy D
