My Soul Mate Stranger

I met this guy at my friend Renae's party back in November, I think. I was unaware we had exchanged numbers that night until a day or two later I noticed his name in my contacts list. I then logged onto Facebook and realized that we were friends on there, too. I did not recall becoming friends with him. We didn't talk, ever, until this week, January. We chatted on Facebook first, and he said that I should read Cats Cradle. I said that I would have to get to B&N to read it. That I would "grab a comfy chair, a coffee, the book, and read it but not buy it." He said that he did the exact same thing and that he thought that he was the only one. I thought I was the only one, too. This got our conversation going. Last night, I was talking to him on the phone for five hours. Five hours! I asked him a book he would recommend, Cats Cradle. We talked about our favorite shows, which just happen to be the same; about our favorite foods, Apple Jacks vs. Life. He asked me what Beatles album I liked the most, White Album and Revolver of course, and he liked the same. We liked the same Beatles songs, we like the same bands. And if I didn't know a band that he was talking about, he recommended songs. I am now in love with Sigur Ros. He is burning me Zaireeka, which I am so jealous he has! I just couldn't believe it. He is the kind of guy that I would totally go after. We have so much in common, including, yes, our love of Harry Potter. But I would not, am not, going to go after him. He is just too cool. It just really sucks, because he is my soul mate, and a stranger.