Our First Real Conversation.

She was sitting in the booth next to me as I was sitting down, and we started chatting about what we were doing. Without thinking, I sat right down beside her and started to explain something I was working on, while she either listened with rapt attention or suffered quietly. We chatted until a friend joined her and I left them alone. Of course leaving her was the last thing I wanted to do.

It was only later that I realized that, like an inconsiderate idiot, I had invaded her personal space by sitting down right beside her. To late to apologize, I hoped that she would just ignore my stupidity and forgive me.

It was pleasantly warm sitting beside her, but I couldn't see those bright eyes. I wonder how she felt. I wonder what she thinks of me.