There was enough space in the venue that your standing and staying next to me for the whole show seemed less than happenstance. I had spent the entire day debating the suicide question, so forgive me for being entirely incapable of initiating small chat with a fellow solo concert goer. In hindsight, even a pathetic pick-up attempt would have felt less awkward than my muteness. You deserved more attention than what I gave you. Your small, perhaps imagined, act of interest/acceptance/solidarity made a more substantial difference than you can imagine.