2009-07-20, 10:53 PM- I just wanted to thank you, whoever you are. Maybe you don’t even remember me, but yesterday, when I came out of Penn Station and the first rain droplets grazed my cheek, I couldn’t have felt worse. It’s just one of those things for me- I hate rain. It depresses me. Not to mention the crazy ways it can ruin a decent hair day! I told you all those things as your navy blue umbrella glided over my already-frizzing curls. If you remember anything, it’ll be the fight I put up at first. “What do you think you’re doing?” I snapped (I’m sorry I was so rude- blame the rain). “The rain will pick up any minute and you’ll thank me,” you assured me, but nonetheless I slipped out from under the blue folds of nylon and crossed the street. “Just trying to help!” you shouted after me, laughing. I’m too stubborn, and I hated myself for it as the drizzle escalated into a full-on downpour. But just when I thought my hair was a lost cause- let alone my silk top- I found your umbrella over me once again. That was really more than I deserved, and I appreciate you walking me all the way to my office- I’m sure it was out of your way. But I really did enjoy talking to you, and I hope the presentation you had at work yesterday afternoon went well! Email me if you see this- I just saw the weather report and it looks like there’s going to be a storm tomorrow about the time I get off my train.
[written at the alice hoffman young writers' retreat, inspired by the "missed connections" sections on craigslist.com - check it out]
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