I seen u out in front of tim hortons in kentville it was the most amazing sight i have ever seen with your pajama pants fluttering in the wind. you just finished hacking on a cigarette when i seen you make eye contact. i tipped my fedora at you but looked away. i could feel my ginger neckbeard start to curl from anger. i cant stop thinking about u and everytime i hear linkin park i start to cry into my My Little Pony pillow. please email me so we can watch the 25th anniversiry episode of my little pony together —Bum fucker McGee

To the lovely waitress who, when I ordered a coffee and told her that I was meeting my ex, left the most adorable and delicious heart-shaped cookie next to my mug - it is the small things that make a day. You made mine. Thank you —Feeling much better

To the three gentleman who let me interrupt their conversation and coffee while they were walking up Prince Street today: Thank you all so much for taking the time to give my car a push off the ice curb that I was hopelessly stuck on. You did not hesitate to help a complete stranger out of a bind, and after leaving, I was sorry that I did not offer you at least a donut to enjoy with your beverages. If any of you read this and are ever in Burnside drop by Princess Auto (hydraulics), look me up and I would be happy to offer that donut or coffee. —Navy Veteran Stuck Between Rock Candy and Hard Ice

Z, I've known you for a few years now, without ever really knowing you. We keep going to the same events, and meeting at the Saturday market, but not so often as to have really made good friends. I think you're amazing and beautiful, and yet mysterious to me. Maybe I never asked the right questions. Maybe we are just fated to only be interesting acquaintances. And yet I confess; I think you are glorious and fantastic, and I always have. J. —Oh Whimsical Me

I fell for you hard and fast; the sparkle in your eyes lit my face a glow every time I saw you. I never told you that I thought you were the sexiest man I ever met, and that watching you chop the limbs off a tree just about sent me into overdrive. Your hands were lovely and they felt amazing on me. I will never forget the way you knew just what to do with me. Most of all I never told you how I loved spending time with you, and looked forward to each moment I got with you, or that I loved you for that matter. Dear god, did I love you. I wasn't looking for superman, I was looking for a guy just like you...rugged, sexy, funny and loving. Thank you for all the little things you did for me. I hope you are well and truly loved. —Black Rose

To all the staff & bus drivers at easter seals: In the little time I spent repairing the water damage to your building I couldn't help but be inspired by the care and patience you showed your clients. So many people with disabilities are excluded from many of the things we all take for granted. To see you all working, and laughing, together made me want to join in. Thanks for the inspiration. —CJ

Thanks to the throng of party pals who paid for one room but took up the whole hallway at a downtown hotel on March 7th. You dressed remarkably well for whatever the occasion was and said so yourselves in the elevator when referring to the loser of a security guard who asked you to keep the volume down. You showed everyone who ruled when the air attendant who complained about noise was required to switch floors while you partied on. My family and I didn't sleep all night, but driving home my teenage daughter said, "If I ever say or do anything that makes me look as self-entitled as that bunch, you have my permission to disown me." So thanks for clarifying her values for her. You provided a shining example of self-congratulatory selfishness which we will refer back to while trying to raise our kids to show some respect and common decency to others. —Your Hotel Neighbours

I have some things I'd like to rant and rave about, maybe someone out there will get where I'm coming from. One subject will lead into another and it's going to be one big rambly mess, and shit's gonna get real, but try to bear with me... Does anyone else love being alone, and rarely actually feel lonely? I know there are a lot of lonely people out there who long for company, but then there are those of us who relish being alone? I don't mean all the time, like maybe 70% of the time, and the rest of the time you want to be around people that you actually really like. Which brings me to my next point; it's so hard to find people that you actually really like. I'm a loner by nature, always have been, but I seem to attract the most deranged/disturbed people. I never go looking for them, they always find me, almost like they sniff me out. Anyone know what I'm talking about? They seem nice at first, but always turn into massive disappointments. Maybe my standards are too high now, but I'm so wary of people at this point in my life because I cannot stand another disappointment. Some of these people have actually been borderline stalkerish, so I rarely let people in anymore. I've tried to be "normal", to have a social life, but I just can't stand it. I hate having plans, and the thought of someone calling me up at anytime for an impromptu hang out fills me with dread. And anyway, I really feel like I can't connect with anyone in my age group, especially in 2015. You know when girls say "I'm not like other girls", as in they're "cool" and "one of the guys", but really they are just like everyone else? Well I'm actually not like other girls, I'm not one of those self appointed tomboys who supposedly hate drama and love sports, when really they just say they love sports to get male attention. Actually, I hate sports, especially hockey, but that's another subject altogether. So, not only am I not like other girls, I'm not like other people altogether. No, I don't think I'm some special snowflake, I just can't pretend to like all of this mindless superficial crap that everyone else loves. Tell me how many other people in their 20's you know who don't have: -Friends(I've had "friends" my whole life and am much happier without them, but maybe I just haven't met the right people yet) -A smartphone(yeah, I have a cellphone from 2008, what of it? It's not even activated at the moment since I really don't give a fuck about phones in general, and I love not being reachable at every moment of the day). -Facebook(nope) -Tattoos(can't, won't, don't care for them at all) -Kids(what the heck is up with that anyway? Why do so many young people have kids in Nova Scotia? Is that the most people want out of life, to breed? They have no other aspirations, goals? What's with all of these teens getting pregnant and being so proud of it? I swear this place reminds me of Southern US, that and the fact that there are so many baptists here). I could go on, but you see a common theme here. All of these things are linked to people, and I don't "do" people well. So that's why I'm content being alone, and I never feel lonely. I can do whatever the fuck I want, listen to whatever music I like, read, sing, workout, etc. And I'd say that I sound like an old person, but even most old people have everything I've described, they just totally embrace technology and everything that's trendy. And don't you dare call me a hipster, because I'm pretty sure hipsters have all of those things as well. The only thing I miss having is a boyfriend, but even at that I think it's mostly for the sex and intimacy. All of my boyfriends have been absolute tools, and I was pathetic enough to erase my personality and mold it to fit theirs. I actually had very little in common with any of them, I just wanted affection and yes, I wanted the D. I still do, but at this point in my life I'm not going to have a boyfriend just to have one, if there's no real connection there. Some unfortunate shit happened to me early on, and I grew up without a father or father figure(daddy issues), so my self esteem with men isn't great, I was actually afraid of them for the longest time. I need someone good in my life, but where the hell am I going to find a hilarious loner with no tattoos(ok, maybe one or two if he doesn't constantly talk about them) who is passionate about the environment and animal welfare, and is interested in becoming self sufficient and starting a small scale organic farm, who's humble and compassionate and mature and knowledgeable, and good in bed??? Or something along those lines ;) So many people are fake, I can't stand it! Is there anybody real anymore, is there anybody out there? —bonus points if you get the song reference

Thank you Mr. I-don't-have-a-clue. I should remember your name. I heard it in the waiting room, then a couple times while we were in that same hallway spot in no man's land. But I was in the middle of completely losing my shit in an anxiety/panic attack that wasn't even the reason my daughter and I were there. We were there for her. But I felt it coming, couldn't stop it and ended up with her worried sick about me, and I was completely incapable of reassuring or comforting her effectively. She needed to do something to help, and you helped her find a bathroom to get me a wet towel. And you told her she was taking very good care of me. Thank you for that. It meant the world to her for a stranger to recognize her effort and reassure her. It means the world to me that you did that when I couldn't. —Normally Stable Mom That Lost It

You were walking in the opposite direction, saw me struggling with the icy sidewalk and offered to help. You completely changed your direction to help a man out, and I sincerely appreciate it. —Wheely was stuck