NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:
What a deliciously mysterious message from our San Franciscan poet! On first glance one could interpret this as a good-bye letter before committing suicide but I don’t read it as such. My guess is that it was written on day when something life-changing, but perhaps anticipated, suddenly appeared – the door opened and they decided to walk through to whatever was on the other side.
20 Years of Glances, Flirts, Smiles, Brief Words, Daggers, Mystery…
Missed Connections in City of San Francisco
To all the intriguing people Ive never met but set my eyes on.
Thanks for the interludes of distraction.
I love living in a city.
I love people…….today.
Cataclysmic to think of all the perfect friends, partners and lovers I’ve been so close to and never will be again.
Makes a head swoon.
Today I will not do anything I had planned.