We both attended both of the solo cello concerts at Blank Forms on 12/15; you had a white shirt, I a black sweater, and I thought you smiled at me when I came back in for the second set. Truthfully I can't say we made eyes at each other—glances merely, really—but I liked your smile, and your outfit, and was interested by a bit of innocently overheard conversation. I wanted to say hi after the show but, instead, did not. Perhaps I still can.