Where it finally begins

January 28, 2010

In that moment, it felt as if a conversation were continuing, not starting, as if we’d been on opposite sides of the room at a cocktail party and had finally made our way back to each other. Later, I clasped my shirt around me, watching him map the molecular structure of corn syrup in the air, and wondered, Is this where it finally begins?

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