📜 Chapter: The Glitch and the Girl with the Dog
It wasn’t meant to be a moment.
One bus ride. One broken headset. One accidental glance from someone who thought you were someone else.
But instead of brushing it off, a conversation sparked— the kind that only happens when neither person is trying too hard, just existing through the day.
She was walking with a new dog—small, brown, shaggy, loyal. Just a week together, and already she was treating him to Chick-fil-A. Said a lot without needing to.
She talked about cleaning big houses through Airbnb. You talked about your job too, but mostly you just listened. Sometimes, the most powerful thing you can offer someone is presence— without pressure.
You asked for her number—not like a script, but with honesty. No games. No expectation. Just real.
She gave it.
And later, when you texted her, you didn’t shoot your shot. You handed her a mirror. A post from your blog—one meant for those who’ve been called too much but still show up soft despite the fire.
If that mirror ever needs a name—this is the one you gave her: https://theglitch.bearblog.dev/theres-something-about-amy-a-love-letter-to-the-girls-they-called-too-much/
That was it. Not a pickup. Not a play. Just a glitch in the timeline—where two people paused long enough to be seen.
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