And, yes, it's true that you don't remember my name. Nor do I recall ever having much of a conversation with you. However unlikely it was, our paths crossed 7 years ago and I haven't been able to forget you. We were awkward with each other then, and in subsequent meetings, but it was endearing.
My heart aches for the east coast, and you are intrinsically a part of that.
I know you can't... neither can I. But I want to hear from you. You know how to find me. — I could sign my real name since you don't remember it anyway!