Saturday, June 6, 2009 - m4w - 27 (42nd St and 5th Ave) So yea...um, looking for the girl who I was dancing with last night, she bit me twice. I forget her name.
Messages in bottles, smoke signals, letters written in the sand; the modern equivalents are the funny, sad, beautiful, hopeful, hopeless, poetic posts on Missed Connections websites. Every day hundreds of strangers reach out to other strangers on the strength of a glance, a smile or a blue hat. Their messages have the lifespan of a butterfly. I'm trying to pin a few of them down.