Red Coat girl with her pants rolled up. I was walking my brown dog. - m4w
We made a bunch of eye contact, then you seemed to need to get a closer look and turned around and heading straight for me. I made an inviting..."Stop looking at me weirdo" face at you and you kept walking. Sorry I am a bit ackward.
Anyways, you were really quit pretty and I wish I had said hello but didn't and am now kicking myself and posting a missed connection.
Hopefully you see it and we meet and fall deeply in love, move to Ireland and buy a small cottage by the Ocean, where we have wonderful little curly haired babies and a dog. I will write and teach English at the local college, while you start a non-profit that protects native birds of the region.
Our children will grow up and have wonderful brouges and we will move back to the States when my books begin to get published and your non profit has become an international NGO. Once there we will live out our days in an old house in New Orleans, Garden District. Spending hours on the porch swing being madly in love and playing with our grandchildren.
Sadly though, I will be hit by a trolley on the way to my 80th suprise birthday party and die a sudden horrific death. You will die of a stroke at hearing the news and we will be reunited in heaven, spending our eternity waking up together with the sounds of the ocean, young again in our little cottage by the sea...
... or maybe we could just grab a cup of coffee?
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