She said, “I think you’re brilliant,” when he knew he would kiss her. And adults who kiss invariably fall into more. He had a hard time discerning a kiss from the words he heard. Things can sound so pretty when you want them to.
Back. On the bed. Alone. Not quite negative. Disturbed. No reason why. There were decades to go, save some disaster, and instead of hope, he felt an involuntary compulsion to ruminate. The chemicals in his brain were so easily manipulated; he manipulated them.
Today was the beginning of forever. Until everything else ended, and for anyone else, this would be impossible to comprehend.