Several years ago, I attended UW-Whitewater. One thing led to another and I applied for a Summer RA position. I didn't get it. So, I made plans to work at the pizza place I'd worked at before I went to college.
And... the college called me and offered me the Summer RA position. I'd cancelled all my plans when I didn't get the job, so it was basically me getting paid a small amount of money to live on campus. I didn't have much to do. The work was generally easy and I spent my time working on early versions of the books I'm writing and playing StarCraft. I have to admit, I spent most of the time on StarCraft.
During that time, I made a few friends with the students coming in for the summer programs. There was one in particular that I'd wished I'd spent more time getting to know. It was a weird time for me, a weird circumstance, and I didn't know what I was doing. Opportunities, if that's what it was, they never repeat themselves. Not like that. I know. I tried. And I failed.
Too much time passed in me trying to track her down. Too bad. The more I found out about her, the more alike I found we were.