✨ Missed Connection Stories

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

You were carrying a red umbrella even though it wasn't raining. I commented on it and you said it was your good luck charm. We talked about heirloom tomatoes for ten minutes. I wish I had asked for your number.

You were at the bar at Blue Note. You had the most expressive eyes I've ever seen. We made eye contact during the saxophone solo and you smiled. I was too shy to come over. Still thinking about it.

We sat next to each other on the Santa Monica pier watching the sunset. You told me about your grandmother and I told you about mine. It felt like talking to an old friend. I hope life is treating you well.

We spent an hour talking in the poetry section at Powell's. You recommended Mary Oliver and I recommended Ocean Vuong. The conversation flowed so naturally. I went back the next day hoping to find you.

A gust of wind blew my hat off near Pike Place and you dove for it like a baseball outfielder. You handed it back with a bow. We both couldn't stop laughing. Brief and perfect.

You were absolutely shredding at Burnside skatepark. Bright green helmet, fearless drops. I was the one sitting on the ledge sketching. You came over and asked to see my drawings. I should have asked for your Instagram.

It was 1am and we were the only two people at the laundromat on Mass Ave. We talked about everything and nothing while our clothes tumbled. When my dryer finished you said goodnight and I realized I never got your name.

The rain was biblical and there were no rideshares available. You offered to split a cab from downtown. We talked the entire ride about moving to a new city alone. You got out first and waved goodbye.