The last time I did this, I caught her off guard, and she cried. I don’t like seeing women I love cry, but it was so sweet to see these tears because they were out of joy.
as she blinked, she shifted her gaze from the left to the right. I was in love, a love that lasts to this day.
I guess I’m not yet at that age that I’m not seen as a threat, but honestly, I’m kind of looking forward to it, where I can say basically anything to anybody an nobody takes me as a serious threat.
she also happens to be quite a lovely young woman, and while her appearance has absolutely no impact on her abilities in science and mathematics, it very much influences how people will see her.
We're drawn to the heat of a fire, and risk losing the comfort of a blanket. The fire is intense heat, but only heats the side that faces us, and will die as soon as the logs burn out, while the blanket wraps us in warmth all around us, hugs our entire being, and will keep us warm as long as we don't leave it.