Living Groups

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty.






I had this wonderful moment today. I was walking to class and there was this young woman a few paces in front of me. I don't know why she caught my eye, she had a plain face and was wearing baggy sweatpants and a a shapeless flannel shirt, but as I watched her I was filled with wonder at her beauty, her inner light. I walked a little faster to catch up with her and walked for a while by her side, staring at her while trying to not seem too obvious (not an easy task, i assure you). I wanted to speak up, to say something, anything to her, to tell her how beautiful she was. For a few moments I honestly considered saying something; I don't think I've ever come that close to telling a perfect stranger that she's beautiful. As we reached the bottom of the steps there was an archway; I went left and she went right. As I stepped clear of the stone column which had obscured her from my view, I turned my head towards where she was... only to find her staring straight back at me. For a moment my heart stopped beating and time stood still. Her head was turned to one side, her mouth a thin line; she didn't look away and nor did I. I smiled at her and nodded; she merely gazed back. We walked perhaps two steps along our respective courses without looking away and then she turned a corner and our paths diverged.
I'm sure I'll see her again, it's destined to happen. And next time I'll tell her how beautiful she is.



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