March 2, I chatted with a really interesting man who came in with a broken finger and frozen veggies. While my friends waited elsewhere we struck up a conversation. You were a paramedic and now a researcher and had me forgetting all about the horrible pain of the IV I needed removed. And when it came time to see the triage nurse, you insisted I go first even though your finger was a lot worse then my arm! You're such a great guy! Thank you for keeping me company and letting me go first! I would love to know how you made out with your finger. I do hope it wasn't too bad. —Xoxo IV Lady at the Dartmouth ER

To my lovely friends, you have been there for me through thick and thin. I treasure our friendship, our unique bond that holds us together and the underlying notion that we will never be alone. I love knowing that if I ever need you, all it takes is one call or message and you'll drop everything and come running. For that, I'm internally grateful. —With All the Gush and Mush

Sending good vibes to the trans man who got misgendered at Irving on Robie Street today. I'm sorry you had to go through that embarrassment and I could see you cringing as you corrected the cashier and he ignored you. Sorry for the low blow on TDoV of all days. —The trans woman who was standing beside you

Dear Karma, I love you. You never let me down. All I have to do is wait and watch and you deliver. Thank you for the gift you've given me. Eventually you will find all the horrible people of the world and work your sweet sweet magic. I love you, -Flowers —Karma

HANG OUT WITH ME —loser

I was out at Herring Cove enjoying the sunshine and climbing on rocks when my phone flew from my pocket and into the depths of a pile of boulders up on the look out. My friend and I and some helpful passer-by tried for a good forty minutes to a) locate it b) once it had been located, reach down at different angels to try and grab it and c) vainly attempt to shove one of the boulders off the pile. I had given up hope and was walking away when a lovely couple appeared, said they'd overheard the problem and offered to help. My friend and I pointed out the hard-to-see phone with some doubt... but lo and behold, you managed to pull my precious cellular device from the crevice. I was overwhelmed and extremely grateful. I never caught your names, but if you're reading this, thank you so much again for giving it a shot and succeeding! —gratefulphonegirl

Can friends ever date? Or does it end at friends. —Wishful thinking

So I was running for the bus stop the other day—as I often do—when the (early) bus blew right past me and, having no reason to stop, straight through the next intersection. This left me, out of breath and irritated, to wonder how late for work I was about to be. Then I heard a honk and saw a car pull over beside me. I didn't recognize the driver, but he offered to give me a lift ahead of the bus so I could catch it. I jumped in and he drove past the next three or four stops before dropping me off. Then he was gone, like a mysterious masked stranger riding off into the mid-morning sun. Godspeed, stranger. —Perpetually Rushing