Lizzie's realm

I'm sad to admit that Alberto-that's the guy's name- is someone I too often dream about. I think partly because we often happen to meet every now and there by accident- at the post-office, while we are walking back home from work, you know, these kind of things- but also because I'm a big fan of whatifs and I have always regretted that I've never told him that I didn't only considered him the genious clown of the class, but that I actually liked him. I think that the fact that a common friend from back then, recently trying to make contract with me again, kind of fueled thi thing, too, but, well, my mind is a crazy place...
(but I really, really don't understand the whole texan uncle thing... as I know he didn't have one)