Technically, I have met him. He finally did a concert in my city (which was amazing). After the show my best friend and I waited by the back door with a couple of other people for him to come out. When he finally did, it was like a dream. He got to me last, he signed a poster for me, and then I also asked him to sign my Converse. He did! And then he said, “there you go, special edition.” That was the extent of our “meeting”. But he doesn’t know what my name is, and I didn’t get to take a picture with him. When I accomplish those things then I will say that I have met him.
In the meantime I can just thrive on the fact that he touched my foot!!
