Before I went to bed, I took a look at my laptop. I could have sworn that there was a prompt asking me about my first heartbreak. I thought about it for a moment and went to sleep. I had a dream that I ran into him. I was going to write the answer to the prompt (and maybe some details about the dream) and consider submitting it, and guess what? I could not find the prompt. Anywhere. Yeah that’s weird. I guess some things are better left unsaid.
TJs Things 
Wow….how weird and interesting at the same time. Did you speak when you ran into him? Was there a conversation? A look? What happened?
We talked a bit about what was going on in our lives, sort of like we used to whenever we used to run into each other. It was nice. It was highly unusual, though, because we don’t really travel in the same circles.