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Dear Black,

Could I have seen you today?  After my walk on the Beltline, a guy across the street was running in the park and was looking across at me.  It weirds me out when someone stares at me.  I wouldn't call it staring exactly but, it still makes me nervous and I don't like staring back.  But he was cute, tall, thick and into fitness.  He was jogging.  I know I have missed opportunities before, and this may have been one of them.  I know I wanted to be able to batting practice by 11, so I was thinking about that.  Stopping and talking may have made me late.  That's not what I wanted.  That was on my mind at that time.  But again, I think I have to trust the Universe, because it may be trying to bring you to me, and I'm not being receptive.  I will be in the receptive mode from this point forward.  I can't experience all of the bliss that the universe can give me if I am not in the receptive mode.  Then I went to batting practice and talked to William.  Could William be you?  I think it's a natural question since I've been writing these letters.  William seems nice, and he was telling me a little about himself.  He told he's bilingual.  I know that he works full time at a school, and coaches soccer, which is what he loves.  I told I'm love writing; he loves soccer.  It was cool.  I do kind of enjoy talking to him.  Me liking him in a romantic way?  I'm not sure.  I don't know him that well.  I know I look forward to going to batting practice again next Sunday so we can practice and I can see him again.  Will we talk again?  I'm not sure.  We'll see.  He even gave me two extra credits stating "oh you guys come here all the time."  But he knows Danny all those credits available for the cage.  There's just something about him that attracts me.  He's cute; he's active; he's articulate.  I wonder if he's you.  Time will tell right?  Time will reveal all of this.  I KNOW you are near.  The Universe will bring us together.  Like I said before, I'm waiting.  I'll be here waiting.  The universe has to bring us together so it can be right.  I will be in the receptive mode, and I hope you are, too.  Because we are on a collision course for love.  To be with each other; to support each other; to enjoy life together.  I trust that the universe will give me exactly what I need.  So we will see.  This journey on the way to you is going to be fantastic, and I'm wondering if that's the whole lesson in this.  Enjoy the journey.  What I'm gonna learn about the guys.  I just need to be smart when to shoot my shot.  And I'm so afraid of being wrong.  I'm afraid of being rejected.  I'm afraid of being looked at as the gay guy hitting on a straight guy.  I'm afraid of looking like i'm thirsty, but in all of that, I still have to shoot my shot.  I can't be afraid of any of that anymore.  In baseball, you fail more than you succeed.  I only have to hit once.  And won't I have a better chance of meeting someone I actually like if I am the one who hollers first.  In fact, I kinda like it better that way.  I don't like someone constantly hitting me up.  I like it better when I initiate the contact (and it's returned in the same fashion).  I don't want to initiate all the time, but it feels better when I text or call someone because I want to communicate with them.  So I think the train is revving up.  This journey; this trip; is gonna be something that I will always remember, because I know it will lead me to you...the man of my dreams.  The man I manifested through the Law of Attraction.  The man I know the universe will give me.  I already love you, I just have to meet you.  I just have to see you; talk to you; get to know you.  This is closer than ever.  I just pledge to be in the receptive mode.  Anywho, I hope this message finds you in spirit.  I will post this link on my IG bio.  And I anticipate this blog is going to attract thousands of viewers.  Of them, you will emerge, and I will know who you are.  I'm in Atlanta, GA.  I don't know you will be here with me, because that's what the universe wants.  I hope your weekend was great, Black.   Just know that I love you, and I'm waiting for you.

LOVE, NATE