This story is perfect in the same way as the one that made me fall in love with public radio Haruki Murakami's On seeing the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning
Both
fit in some way with how I feel now; and how I feel now is a happier
lonely than I've been for a long time. I find myself thinking positively
about the simplest pair-wise things, such as someday talking with
someone and starting a sentence with "Remember when we...", and these
simple one line future stories make me smile like an idiot.
