This was posted on Craigslist some time ago. Is amazing.

We were both on Oceanic Flight 815, from Sydney to Los Angeles. I was in row 15, you were one back, and I didn’t see you until we were getting off, and we both waited for the bald guy in the wheelchair to get off.
It was a crazy flight, and as we walked out of the cabin and into the terminal, (something that seemed to take a long time,) our eyes met, if only for an instant. Maybe it was just me, but looking at you, I had a flash of understanding that we had been together in some alternate universe, some sideways reality perhaps, or maybe, that somehow, we were destined to be together.
Anyways, I’m a scruffy skinny dude that was wearing a purple shirt, and looked five years older than my age. I had a mysterious cut on my body that I didn’t notice until a gazed into the mirror in the bathroom. We should get together. I have tickets for the Driveshaft reunion.