Okay, not exactly... But it is the place where my current infatuation started.....
I saw him for the first time in an elevator (actually, every time I've seen him has been in an elevator)... He has dark hair and light eyes (I think... Can't tell with the dim lighting) and cute. he bikes to work. We didn't talk...
We spoke the second time we saw each other.... In the elevator.... We were alone. He asked me if I had any plans for the weekend... He was going to finish painting... He's an artist. Nice.
Third time, many people... No conversation. But I am pretty sure he saw me.
4th time alone again. We spoke. He asked me what I was up to ( it was lunch time and I was on my way home to walk the dog). He asked if in lived close by.... He does. And I then as the elevator doors opened I asked him his name... And that was it. That was last Friday... I haven't seen him since then. But I have a feeling I will run into him again, in an elevator. Wish me luck!
Xo
T
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