For the people we almost knew.

Girl at park sitting with a well-mannered black dog. I asked what the dog's name was and you said Leo I said you have a well mannered dog. I would like to hang out with you and Leo if you are available. My dog and I are there every day. I hope to see you again.

You gave me good advice. I survived and had a great day. I should have asked for your number.

ok this is embarassing but i was browsing the sci fi section at powells and you were next to me and we kept reaching for the same books?? like three times in a row. we both laughed and you made a joke about us having the same brain or somthing. you recommended the left hand of darkness and i said id check it out. i should have asked to get coffee or somthing but i got nervous and just said thanks and walked away like an idiot. you had curly brown hair and a tote bag with a cat on it

I was going thru literally the worst day of my life, sitting on a bench near millenium park just sobbing. most people walked by (which is fine i get it) but you sat down next to me and just... sat there. you didnt say anything for a while and then you said "i dont know whats going on but your gonna be ok" and offered me a tissue. we sat there for maybe 20 minutes. i never asked your name but that moment ment more to me than you will ever know. i am doing better now btw

i'm a chubby white guy in nerd glasses and a blue flannel, driving a shoddy blue car with new driver bumper stickers. i was driving home down lakeshore with groceries when you saw me drive by, you looked me in the eye and your mouth went wide open and when i passed, you whipped your head around to see me go. you were tall, had long brown hair, fashionably dressed in blacks and beiges, wearing big sunglasses and walking a very small dog that i couldn't quite tell the color of. if that was you, and that shocked look was in fact a look of "oh, he's totally my type", please reach out to me, thanks

i was in the checkout line at whole foods on lamar and you tapped me on the shoulder and said you loved my sleeve. we chatted for a min about your tattoo artist and i was gonna ask if you wanted to grab coffee sometime but then the cashier called me up and i paniced and just left. kicking myself. you had short red hair and glasses

Kinda a long shot but I saw you at Harmon's grocery store buying sourdough. You had a blue hoodie on and were with a kid, I assume your son. I'd love to connect.

this is a long shot but you were at that house party on pine st last saturday. you had a denim jacket with patches on it and we talked in the kitchen for forever about like, music and our childhoods and stuff. you said you just moved here from michigan. i went to go find my friend and when i came back you were gone and nobody knew who you were?? i keep thinking about that convo. if your reading this pls reach out lol

Every Wednesday morning for the past month, we've been at the same coffee shop on Valencia Street. You always order an oat milk latte. I'm the one with the sketchbook. Last week you smiled at me and I nearly dropped my cup.

My beagle Pepper escaped from my yard on Saturday. You found her wandering near the park on Capitol Hill and kept her safe until I saw your post on Nextdoor. You saved my entire week. I owe you everything.

You were softly singing "Landslide" on the Red Line around 8am. Your voice was beautiful and you made everyone in that car smile. I hope you know you brightened 30 strangers' mornings.

Saturday night at the rooftop bar on Spring Street. The DJ played that old Fleetwood Mac song and you grabbed my hand and we danced like nobody was watching. Then your friends pulled you away and I never saw you again.

Route 15 bus heading downtown. It was packed and an older woman got on with heavy bags. You immediately stood up, helped her sit down, and held her bags in your lap for the whole ride. Small acts like that restore my faith in people.

It was a Tuesday evening, around 6pm. I was grabbing groceries at Trader Joe's on the Upper West Side. You told me my green corduroy jacket was "the coolest thing you'd seen all week." I was so caught off guard I barely said thank you. I wish I'd asked your name.

It started pouring outside the Powell's bookstore. You offered to share your umbrella and walked me three blocks to my bus stop. We talked about Vonnegut and you laughed at my terrible joke. I never got your name.

Our flight to Austin was delayed two hours. You were reading a worn copy of "Norwegian Wood." We made eye contact several times but neither of us said a word. I regret not starting a conversation.

I was stranded on the shoulder with a flat tire and no jack. You pulled over in a red pickup, changed my tire in 10 minutes, and refused any money. You just said "pass it on." I think about your kindness all the time.

You were playing acoustic guitar near the big oak tree at Zilker Park last Sunday afternoon. You played "Fast Car" by Tracy Chapman and I sat on the grass listening for an hour. I wanted to tell you how talented you are but you left before I worked up the courage.

Ok so i was in the parking lot of the boise co-op freaking out bc my tire was completely flat and i dont even know how to use a jack. you came over without me even asking and just started doing it?? you had on a flannel and a beanie and you said something like "its no big deal ive done this a million times" but it was a huge deal to me. i was already late for work and honestly about to cry lol. i didnt even get your name because i was so flustered. thank you so much seriously

Every morning for three months, you had my oat milk latte ready before I even ordered. When I moved neighborhoods, I never got to say a proper goodbye. You made my mornings brighter.