An awesome day on #lakesanteetlah! Got to wake board for the very first time! #wnc #brysoncityoutdoors (at Santeetlah Lake)
There’s a pile of paper by his bed. He has spent hours searching for the perfect words to say. Scratched out countless lines. None of them are good enough. The feelings are there but the words are not. He tries again. He writes each word meticulously, neatly, making sure every words is legible, every word perfect. He closes “With Love” comma. He signs his name. He reads, re-reads, and reads…
Feeling a little flattered. #smokymountaintimes #brysoncity #appalachiantrail
She smiles. All he can do is stare. It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk, he can’t. Not when she looks at him like that.
Looking for words.
The knot has long migrated from his stomach to his throat. “Confidence”, he tells himself, “be confident!” but his knees buckle. How can he be confident? She’s so beautiful.
She’s still smiling.
She speaks, but he…
Just got my replace me pack! Got to love the osprey warranty. Time to start hiking again…#ospreypacks #appalachiantrail
You are beautiful. His mind fumbles through words, but that’s all he can say. You are beautiful. That’s everything summed up in three simple words. There’s more but he can’t articulate it. Perhaps there are no words for such a simple profound attraction. He breathes. “You are beautiful.” That’s all, just….You are beautiful.
It wasn’t relaxing, working outside on what felt like the hottest day of the year, but it was refreshing. Everyday since I’ve been back, I’ve driven home and watched the briars and weeds grow taller, creep up the bank, and weave webs around the construction material that I’ve needed to take to the dump for a year. I’ve put it off, for far too many days or rather months.
My car was a storage bin.…