This one time in band camp... we didn't know each other yet. Then after graduation, going to the Sock Hop, and the skating rink... we still didn't know each other. We had many mutual friends, we had the same circles, the same interests, at the same time, yet we still didn't notice each other. Several of our closest and best friends dated, and were married. Brett would frequent my place of employment, I remember his weekly table, because they were the rowdy bunch that made balloon animals. I had no time for this nonsense. Our casual, almost meeting continued into much of our adulthood. Fast forward, both of us having failed marriages, and tired of the local dating scene, we broadened our horizons by exploring dating apps. Then that one fateful day we both swiped right, in the midst of the pandemic when the world was weird. We finally met for our first date of minigolf, because it was outside and we didn't need masks, the date went well. However, the universe kept us apart, until almost exactly 4 years later, a friend suggestion popped up on Facebook. Reluctantly I accepted, and we started chatting, and the conversation never ended. We are best friends, and have a hard time believing that the universe kept us apert for so long. The rest of the story remains to be written.