day 31

A conversation with a friend of mine got me thinking about half moments. The people you nearly, but don’t quite kiss. There’s just this extra presence in the room, the air shifts and the anticipation of the moment unfurling, or potentially losing their nerve, going to bed early, or just staying up and letting it happen. Playing with the power of that moment. When nothing happens but something is so close you can feel your body responding already, hair standing on end, body thrumming. It’s heady. Addictive. Torturous.