I Keep Missing You!
Missed Connections in Savannah / Hinesville
Everywhere I go, I scan my surroundings and wonder if someone is secretly plotting a missed connection post for me.
“We locked eyes briefly at the CVS as you were picking out Gas-X. You smiled at me so innocently. If this is you tell me what I was wearing”
Nothing.
I drive down the road and look in all the cars and then come home to check to see if anyone missed a connection with the “cute guy in gray car going towards the Walmart on Montgomery Crossroads, you eyeballed me and picked your nose. I want you to call me.”
Still nothing.
I get up every day, shower, get dressed and go out just so someone can miss a connection and look for me.
Don’t approach me in public.
I’m waiting for you here.
NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:
Today we’re highlighting three missed connections from Savannah. A fun, funky, arty kind of old southern city where the bones of yesteryear rise from the ground when it rains too much (TRUE!) In my humble opinion, our lovelorn poet could use a little of Andy Mangold’s missed connections PR assistance. Cutting back on the public nose-picking and keeping the eyes and mind open to possibilities would be a good place to start!