Dear Gamer,

1 is the number of times I’ve spoken to you in person, 2 is the number of times you winked hello, and 3 is the number of times we’ve spoken online thus far. All I have to say is that I am impressed with you. You’ve somewhat charmed me, and I find myself wondering (based on our internet exploits)if maybe I have had a similar effect on you. A girl can dream….

And I have been dreaming. Of you – of being in your presence again; flirting, looking boldly into your eyes, a smile welcoming me closer… feeling the electricity build till we can’t stand it.

I allow my mind to go back to the time when we ate sushi, and then shared a pitcher in that pub. I thought you were cute - you asked me questions and laughed at my jokes. When the time came for pictures you leaned close, put your arm around me. To keep myself from falling out of my chair I put my hand on your knee - I didn’t mean anything by it at the time - just trying to get in as close as I could so that all of us would fit in the picture. You hugged me when you left. I wanted more time.

Alas.

My word - this is no way for a jaded 20 something to act. I shouldn’t be dreaming, I shouldn’t be bold, and you do indeed inspire me to be bold! My mind tells me not to give in to this ridiculous crush, as crushes are by nature, ridiculous! I don’t really even know you. We don’t even live in the same town.

Thus is my Aries nature - both impulsive and logical. I feel free to fantasize, yet am fully aware of the reality of our situation. Right now I’m just a girl in your computer, speaking to you of distant things. We amuse each other, flirt a bit, we even somewhat bond over mutual experiences. Yet, I am here, and you there, and I know that in the time till we see each other again a million things could happen. You could get married and/or become a completely different person all together. I accept this. That’s life. Either way, I will still want to know you more whether as friends, or….something I don’t even want to put into print because it seems so utterly foolish right now.

I hope you don’t change too much till I get there, though. You’re fabulously interesting. And that, I suppose is the summation of my letter. That I am, in fact, interested.