Dear guy who was using the urinal next to the toilet I was sitting on at the Whole Foods: We were singing along to Sam Cooke's "Chain Gang," which was playing over the store's loudspeakers. I had the bass, you were harmonizing, and we just sang. We didn't laugh or say anything else, we just got on the stage of life, or throne in my case, and we just sang. It felt like the world became a musical. And even though I didn't see you, or even look over to see your shoes, I will always treasure our brief moment together; it was special. Thank you.