Long Distance Sucks
October 11, 2011, 7:44 am
Filed under: insight

“What is your name?” he said, standing up to leave, so I told him. “I’m Will. William… I’ll… probably never see you again.”

The most disconcerting half hour with a stranger. I’m unavailable. He is not from here. I felt myself blush and all the blood vessels in my body trill, ending our conversation to serve someone else, feeling a bit naked at the thought of resuming it. In the corner of my eye, his body language confirms the same sudden distracted alertness. For twenty minutes after he leaves, the physical reaction continues. I eat a sandwich, wonder when it will stop, struck by the simultaneous desires for him to walk back in the door immediately and to never see him again.


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