Dear Boost Ventilator,
I saw you, you saw me. Our eyes locked, across a room crowded with people. A moment happened. I tried to break off from the person I was talking to, to get to you… but by time I was able to get away, you…. you were gone.
Don’t think any less of me… you know you are my favorite!
XOXO
Waysie
PS Iain I know you are the only person who reads my site regularly… 🙂 Lets have coffee sometime soon.
Ha! No worries…I was spread pretty thin that night. My dad retired, I did a very swift walkabout at Niche, I tried to track someone down in the rain, I turned down an offer to take a bus to a mysterious party in Dartmouth and then I got swept away in a shared cab home.
Pick a time between Tuesday and Thursday of this week and I will make sure I can make it!
Ha! No worries…I was spread pretty thin that night. My dad retired, I did a very swift walkabout at Niche, I tried to track someone down in the rain, I turned down an offer to take a bus to a mysterious party in Dartmouth and then I got swept away in a shared cab home.
Pick a time between Tuesday and Thursday of this week and I will make sure I can make it!