Christian

When I was studying in college  – it seems ages ago, and probably was – I was absolutely and amazingly in love with tousled haired boy named Christian, a chemical engineer. At least I thought I was. I remember the last time I saw him, and I remember thinking at the time that it was going to be the last time. I was riding a bus out of my neighborhood and he was riding his bike.

I had not thought about him in over 13 years and last night I had a dream about him.

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