This Is So Lame…
Missed Connections in Chicago
…but our knees touched. I don’t know, it was nothing, but neither of us moved our legs so our knees remained leaned against one another. It wasn’t sexual or anything, but it was nice. Like we’d known each other for awhile and were comfortable with each other. you had a huge camera and a tripod. when you got off, you turned back to me and I was turned towards you. The glance was subtle but it gave me the impression that you might have been thinking the same thing I was.
Im not sure what to expect from this, it just stuck out in my mind. I guess if you noticed what I did then send me an email – let me know what stop you got off at. If not, thanks for the moment?
NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:
One of the things I did during my two-week mini-publishing vacation was catch up on some woefully neglected MC feed reading. From those zillions of messages flashing before my eyes, the Chicago MC emerged as a new source of material. Today we’re featuring a sampling of what you might find there.