Karma rarely hits me, but it did very strongly, so my first post here is required.
You are a young woman with very very very short hair, upstairs at the concert for a while, on the left balcony area (opposite the restrooms).
You had, I think, a full cup of beer and the bottle it came from filling both of your hands.
You are not short.
A drunk fellow came between us.
I thought he was your dude, now I doubt it, but it was weird how he wedged in.
Damn.
I wore a fedora hat and I was only to your left for a short while: two to three songs.
When I returned I could not find you and honestly…
I wandered around looking for you for the rest of the night. Hopeful.
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