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Day 12: Missed Connection

4/17/2015

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The first love of my life was Robert. Love may be too strong a sentiment, since I only knew four things about him.

  1. He was in kindergarten, like me.
  2. His name was Robert. I knew this because I overheard another boy call out his name in the school hallway.
  3. During recess, his habit was to sit for great lengths on the swings. He didn’t actually swing; he simply sat there dragging his shoes through the sand.
  4. He was the best dressed kid in school. Seemingly unaware that the unstated boy uniform was a t-shirt and shorts, Robert wore button-down shirts, tailored shorts, and my favorite, a gray tweed vest. 

I swooned after this guy. Every day at recess I had a hyper awareness of his presence, even from a distance. I dreamed of walking up to him, and asking him if I could join him on the swings.

Alas, Robert moved to a different school midway during the year, and I never saw him again. Any potential at a relationship was thwarted by external forces. I never had my chance to profess my feelings for him, and eventually moved on with my life.
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