(see post below for reference)
this morning i came out of the IRS office to find a lady seated on a cement post. she had a lovely bouquet of flowers, about which i proclaimed, "oh! i love your flowers" but not before she told me she loved me.
and after i had spoken, again, she said LOVE YOU.
i kept walking and as i did, i wished i would have said I LOVE YOU, TOO
description: gorgeous black skin, probably 60s, red hat, flowery skirt, dark shirt, and of course, the flowers.
when i was safe inside my car i saw that she was headed somewhere on foot.
a couple of hours later i saw her sitting at sonic enjoying herself.
i am looking forward to seeing her again.