The way a persons eyes can light up sometimes. It happens with rare, anonymous people on occasion, but when it’s with someone special, with someone you know and care for and consider, then it is extraordinary. It’s like seeing a person burst, and knowing so clearly that they are bursting. That they are shocked or impressed or inspired by something. Something that, to them —and by consequence, to you—was grand and important.
Having an impression left upon me, by someone I have just met once. Someone that has installed a handle upon my memory, one that can pull me back at will. Someone who will pull me back and when they do I forget why I ever worried. There are those people out there and they have left their mark on me.
When a Frisbee flies perfect from your hand to theirs
A good Manhattan at a bar where no one bothers you but everyone politely stares. Not into space or even just the distance, but at you and the walls and their drink and at you.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home