you and me and and our favorite characters over burgers and fries.
i love discussing those books with you. the sadness of reaching the last page and the feeling of desertion and emptiness that follows. and when the characters become those friends that you miss and worry about and smile when you think of.
i hesitated before that hug you know. as you stormed out of the elevator i realized how much i love you and how lucky i am to have you somewhere in my life. i smiled and i felt like a kid with high heels who has just fallen in love with a nutcracker.

(pic: yes, the usual, harvard yard, it was a beautiful day today and i felt so good and in love with everyone as i was walking to work in the morning...i even smiled to strangers...should i be worried?)