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1110 Blossom Hill Rd #20, San Jose, CA 95118, USA on the 20th of February, 2015, at 7:00pm

By Rebecca M

On February 20th, 2016, I met the girl of my dreams.

She was there, sitting in the corner of her local coffee shop, just waiting for someone to come sweep her off her feet... and I was just down the street, several miles away and looking for her in all the wrong places. So close, yet so far — It’s a theme, you see, for we didn’t know it yet, but we’d been leading up to this for years. On that very same street, we shared weeks worth of jazz classes as kids, not like we ever spoke to each other — far too shy for that. But she was the best friend of my first girlfriend, knew the man who tattooed my chest, was there again that night, that one time, and I missed her, over and over. We passed by each other like ships in the night more times than I could count, but had we met any earlier, we would have never worked together.

The truth is, it took us time to learn the shapes of our own selves.

Then one day, we met online, in a moment, just like that. And I finally found her there, a few miles down the street from where we almost met as kids, exactly where she promised she would wait for me that night. She smiled when I walked in, nearly twenty minutes late, and all those years of searching were so suddenly made worth it.