There was a woman who was a brunette and a volunteer at Peach this year, and we locked eyes like I’ve never had happen to me before. This was when people were just getting to the festival grounds. Then a few days later we were both walking in the opposite directions near the lazy river, saw each other again, and proceeded to turn around to look at one another as we passed by with friends. The connection was extraordinary and I freakin’ blew it! I had a rough year leading up to Peach and just wasn’t in the right headspace to breech my comfort zone. However, I’m willing to bet there is a way to get a list of volunteers so that we could find each other, or if the universe really does grant wishes, maybe it’ll allow this post to somehow make it’s way to her.

I was the guy with dirty blonde hair, a beard and walking around with light tan beach pants on wearing Tevas. I believe in serendipity and I’d do anything to follow my gut.

Any help would be divine. Literally. ❤️

Signed, Hopeless Romantic