One Cyber Evening

by Peggy H.

As I sat at my keyboard reading the news, checking my horoscope for the day, and pondering thoughts of what may or may not happen, you approached. Your amazing humor caught my attention, then your warm thoughts held me tight.

We chatted intensely for many hours contemplating thoughts of each other, me dreaming of the perfect man and you the perfect woman. Was this a dream come true? The conversation continued. We laughed, we cried, and we shared touching moments in each of our lives, holding each other tightly in our thoughts.

Mesmerized by your cunning wit, I learned aspects of your personality that one never learns on a first encounter. My heart softened, I wanted you in my arms here and now. I held back, not wanting you to know that you stirred feelings deep inside of me, that lay dormant for many years.

Finally, the moment of truth. Were you the man of my dreams, was I the woman of yours? We exchanged photos via email . . . . as I slowly opened my special gift from you, thoughts rushed through my mind, "Oh God, please let this be him!!! Please God!!" I hit the download file key on my email, excitement filled my being. The file slowly opened, patients befuddled me. I pounded on the keyboard, "Please open!" I glanced slowly up at the picture, anticipation flooding over, "OMG!!!! ITS BART SIMPSON!!!!"