yellow shorts and hipster hair.

while riding my cruiser to work this morning 

i noticed a figure of a {hipster} man in the distance.

welcome to the dialogue in my brain.

 top of the sidewalk:

uhhh...is that..? is that who i think it is...?

oh whhhy did i ever touch face with that him?

middle of the sidewalk:

oh geez, if this is him, this could be really awkward...for him.

i wonder if he hates me for never texting back...

oh, now i hope it's him.

let the "i'm going to make you feel so awkward" games begin!

end of sidewalk:

too short. not him.

awkward olympics cancelled.

fml.