M is for...

missed connections.

Like the hundreds, nay, thousands (?) of people in the GTA who lurk around Craigslist during their work I mean spare time, this has to be my favourite section to visit regularly. Like a horoscope, comic, or urban dictionary word of the day, it is a daily dose of romance, just enough to inspire Jane Austen-esque fantasies of two strangers in this big, scary city of ours who just can't make the first move, wish they waited a little longer, or who just need to cry a bit together, and through chance, fate, and a common secret hope, might be able to figure out that elusive thing called... love. Sigh.