There's this person I keep seeing here at the library.
I know I recognize her, but I can't remember her name, or where I know her from.
I feel like she was someone who used to help me when I was in school.
I don't know if she's from my elementary or junior high school years, though.
And the worst part is, she knows me, and always says hi.
Another bad part, is that she's obviously here to help tutor someone, because she's always with someone when I see her.
And I can tell by the way she talks to them that she's there to help them learn something.
I want so badly to just ask her who she is, but I don't wanna interrupt when she's working with someone else at the time.
However, every time I get ready to leave for the day, she's already gone.
This has been going on off and on for the last few weeks now.
And yesterday, when I heard her say my name as she said hi, I knew she remembered me from somewhere.
And now, I can't stop thinking about her, because I know I've seen her before, but I just can't for my life remember where.
And, like I said above, I just wanna ask her.
I told myself that if I saw her today, that I would ask her who she was.
I would ask if I could talk to her for a bit when she was done with whoever she was talking to, then find out her name.
She knows mine, so I know I've seen her a lot before.
I have a feeling she was one of the special ed teachers who used to help me with either my reading or math when I was younger.
I just can't remember her name, though.
And just knowing that she's not here when I really want her to be, so I can get some answers, is driving me crazy.
I tried to look her up by going onto the library's website, but her picture isn't anywhere.
I tried looking her up using the name of my old elementary school, but since it was closed down in 2011, the website no longer exists.
And to make my life even harder, when I looked at the website for where I went to junior high nearly nine or ten years ago, nothing.
There were no pictures to go along with any of the names of the staff and faculty.
And I wanna ask on Facebook, but I don't know if she has it, or how I'll even come across finding her.
And because my family is only staying in our condo while our new mobile home is being set up for us, the yearbooks are still packed.
They're in boxes that are in the garage on our side of the condo we're living in at the moment.
So now, I have to wait another week or two, before I can find out through those pictures who she is, if she's even in them.
All I know is, I can still remember what her face and hair looked like.
And honestly, if I knew her name, I could say she looks the same as she did when I used to see her, if I'm right, nearly every weekday.
It just bugs the life out of me that I don't remember her name, but I know that I know her from somewhere.
Alright, if I keep talking, I'm just gonna start repeating myself more than I already have.
I said I was going to be making more posts today, and this is the first of a few more to come.
I signed on for the remaining 110 minutes, and now, there are 94 minutes remaining.
And for some reason, until I don't have anything else in my head to write, or it's time to get off and go home, I'm gonna keep writing.
So, the posts are gonna keep coming for a little while.
And if you actually read all of these, and like any of them, thank you so much!
I don't write these for views, I just write these because I wanna get thoughts that are in my head out.
And since I don't have someone to talk to, like I said in one of my previous posts, this is kinda like a diary for me.
I just write, and it's up to you whether you wanna take the time to read it or not.
First, let me just apologize for the fact that all my posts are so long.
I just really like to write, and when it comes to making points, I just talk until I think I've made it.
It's the way my brain is, and I can't change that, but I'm trying to work on it.
Like now, I can tell that I'm starting to ramble a lot more than I should.
So I'm gonna stop with this post, and get on with the next one.
Alright, I'm done, on to the next post.