Let's just pretend that you and I are serendipitously sitting next to eachother somewhere in the real world. Like on the subway, or a park bench, or maybe a movie theater. I mean, maybe we like accidentally find ourselves outside the gym and I ask you for the time. Or maybe in a pizza line after a late concert. I'm sure these things could happen in the real world, right? And I might tell you I really dig the pizza and I read in the NYTimes or on a food blog that it's the best in the city. I guess I could tell you that I dream about traveling to Italy again because they have the best tomatoes. And because I love wine. That I could spend hours taking pictures of beautiful things like grapes and graffiti and random people on the street. I mean - if we were in the real world, we could share a smile about how insanely long the line is. Or we could have a real laugh about something - the kind where you just can't stop. It's challenging for me to describe myself in an itty bitty box. I enjoy my world - my friends, my family, my work. I would love to share my experience with someone who makes my heart beat fast. You never know who you might be lucky enough to meet unexpectedly. It doesn't really matter how.