I was sitting in the airport in Minneapolis. I got to the gate with about 20 minutes to spare. I’d had to walk from concourse F to C, it seemed about a mile. There was a man sitting next to the charging station and I sat down a couple of seats from him, and ate my yogurt. It was about 2 pm. I only noticed his long pony-tail, and his thick hair, and his pony tail was white, the color of white that a blond turns when they go white, with a little gold or yellow tint. It was a nice neat pony tail. Oh, and I noticed he had a hockey stick in the design on the back of his t-shirt. Then I decided that yogurt alone was not going to cut it until 8 pm tonight when I got home, so I went to the Dairy Queen right next to the gate and got a burger and sat elsewhere to eat it when I got back a few minutes later.

But this man caught my eye, and I apparently caught his. Every time I looked at him he was looking at me. When it came time to board, I ended up standing next to him, and he started a conversation with me. He was tall, over 6′, in good shape, and he had killer blue eyes. Damn eyes always get me. After a short conversation his boarding group (2) was called and I waited for 3.

(I should probably say, here, that even though I don’t like the idea of my ex having a pony tail, I don’t mind them on men. I just minded my ex, because with him, it’s just weird, he’s such a control freak, was so obsessive about having a hair out of place on his head.)

I was secretly hoping we had somehow by the universe been assigned as seat mates. But obviously not, if he was boarding before me.

Oh well. I went to my seat and was delighted to find out I had NO seat mates. I had a row of 3 seats all to myself! I saw the man sitting about 10 rows ahead of me. I started daydreaming that he maybe would use the restroom and then sit beside me, in one of the empty seats, for awhile, since it would be more comfortable than sitting in the middle seat in a full row. And we could continue our conversation.

It didn’t happen, sigh. He went his way, I went mine, never to be seen again. But dang, he evoked some thoughts I hadn’t had for quite awhile. LOL. Dang, he was hot, as hot as a man somewhere around my age can be. I think the universe just wanted me to get a taste of what is coming my way, lol.

I hope. Always perpetually hopeful, lol.

Love and light.