May 15 2024: You push my limits

You make me want to eat slowly, drink slowly, wait slowly, think slowly, feel intensively slow, because time moves slow and feelings of each encounter run high. 

You are a weird thing. An exhilarating thing. A refreshing thing. A bubbly thing.  You speak and share and express. Your smile and your eyes sparkle. Also a distant thing. A walled up thing. A mystery thing kept to yourself. 

You pour all your attention into me and bring out of me feelings I'm not familiar with. You immediately put me in a new zone that I have never met before. 

With this I do not mean that you make me change. Because I love myself and I love the way I eat, drink, think and feel at my own pace. But when I look at you… it's like … you are a new spice in a way.  Different from myself and similar at the same time. A curious wired new experience. I want to know more of. And your pace… the way you proceed, the one you need and have dictated, forces me to be able to remain … [though unfinished…]