I have a secret crush.
My downstairs neighbor plays the best music at such late hours of the night! He cranks it up at 2am and through my carpeted floor I hear The Arcade Fire, Bright Eyes, Broken Social Scene and sometimes Death Cab for Cutie pounding away as I sleep.
To be sure it was my downstairs suitor and I was not being misled by some kind of illusional acoustic reverberation coming from the punks down the hall, I got out of bed and held my ear to the floor. This is what I heard:
“You may feel alone when you’re falling asleep, and every time tears roll down your cheeks, but I know your heart belongs to someone you’ve yet to meet, someday you will be loved.”
I blushed. He totally has a crush on me! I have the sneaking suspicion that this has something to do with my tap dancing/accordion playing. He may just be my Lloyd Dobler.
So this Valentine’s Day, if you by chance get a bag of candy taped to your door with a note proclaiming my love for your love of music, it may just be from your friendly upstairs neighbor.
Happy Valentine’s Day!