Love at First Sight

I fell in love today.

I had a huge box of food I was sending to Mollie in Japan (she cannot get a decent bag of Cheetos) and at the post office I was helped by a woman whom I fell in love with. 

This isn't a joke. This isn't hyperbole. 

She was wonderful. Cute as hell. We started talking and it was like *soulmate* 😍. We talked about Japan, about moving to the mainland. We talked about getting our nails done and Korean skin care and K-Pop and Cheetos and we dragged the encounter on waaaaaay too long and when I left I thought I want to hug her and smooch her and damn, I fell in love.

And before y'all ask if I'm going to follow up ... I don't know. Very probably, most likely not. But I don't feel like I have to. Although I might. (See how messed up I am?) I would never follow up romantically, maybe invite her to lunch as a friend. I'll think about it.

Anyway, it was crazy. I've never walked away from an encounter like that feeling the way I felt.