Sometimes I do consider, it’s so wild and it happens so much, such an age gap, almost every time it happens and there’s something, energy, it is not my imagination, I am not misreading, something is up, I suspect these girls are the daughters of people I knew at one time. Friends even, who recognize me somehow, from a picture of something.

Actually I consider that every time, and 1 of those 4 girls I pretty sure is related to a guy I was in grade 3 with. Her uncle, possibly even her dad. She even asked me one time “you’re from here? (I never told her that) you must know my dad “so and so”? I said no at the time, but on further thought… yeah! It’s that crazy. It’s deep. Like “dear girl” a few weeks ago as I was leaving, she was close to me in front of me, almost blocking me in this tight space, trying to make me squirm, and looking into my eyes, giving me a look that was… I made it a point to look back briefly. Maybe she likes my eyes? She wouldn’t be the first. She was definitely speaking to me without speaking.

And if that’s the case, the daughter of someone I knew or was friends with, if I knew, I’m not gonna cross lines, but yeah… I appreciate that too. That would be sweet. Curiosity on her part, a clear level of respect on her part and again right back at her.

That’s why these things confuse me. It’s deep enough it has me questioning “What is that? What’s going on here?”