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moments of a day - an On Display Collaborative

"I've waited to do that for the longest time…"

It's 10 am…

And he calls to tell I am in his thoughts and that he can't wait to kiss me again. What can I say to this, what can I do other than be in awe of his unexpected arrival and rush of euphoria he has brought to me. Now, when I had expected it the very least. My heart beats a bit faster, I forget what it was I was just saying my mind starts to wander; I remember how it feels to be alive and let me tell you, it's not a bad way to feel.

Remember the first time you fell… the anticipation, excitement and absolute loss for rational thought… Remember the first time you fell in love.

The 1pm paper shuffle…

I haven't done a thing. I've stared holes into these papers and reordered them dozens of times, I can't even bring myself to draw. He makes me feel so good I had forgotten what it could be like. I wonder perhaps if I should tell him, who am I kidding, I won't I'll wait to see if it is all in my head. Or my heart. Please call again or I'll go mad, mad with unexpected joy.

This can't be real; maybe I'm just hungry.

L U N C H

Baby's got the blues.

Afternoon (4pm) tea…

"You make me crazy" he barely gets off his breath. Giggles…"I feel 17 all over again" was all I could say. My stomach is doing flip-flops, what is it about all of this, and I really must get a grip and find a way to concentrate.

"I think you're smitten," the bookkeeper says with a warm knowing smile.

Smitten? Me? Never.

7pm and it's so good to be home…

I CAN'T STAND IT. I'm giddy, stupified, a nervous wreck, I talk silly on the phone 4, 5, 6 times a day now with him and I still haven't stopped smiling. (I shudder to think of what my cell phone bill will be like next month.) So…

SO???

I guess that's it then. I've been bitten by some romantic bug, or something.

Oh, listen… there's the phone now…

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