Dear Stranger,
I'm probably not in agreement with you already, maybe it's the way you walk, the way you look or the way you are talking but that's ok. I don't have to ever see you again.
Dear Stranger,
I'm probably freaking out jealous about how happy you look or how cute your hair is. I may be freaking out about how confident you are with your look. I'm probably wishing I could run up and compliment you saying you look adorable and just run away.
Dear Stranger,
You may be just like me. You may be trying to mind your own business but are silently freaking out too about what you see. You probably love the crowded cities too. You probably want to leave your town, go out into the world and meet people. You probably want to have confidence too. You probably wish you could change who you are to someone different but know it's impossible, because that's who you are. You probably don't know I think think the same. I understand you, and I'd like to say hi. Hi stranger, I'm Eleanor Jane.