Waltzing

..So a large part of me was aww-ing the first's others around me had.
I was reveling in the lost glory of all the nervous interpreting and wondering, the confidence seeping in, comfort settling down, and the cheek-warmingly endless smiling.
Knowing-not-knowing is one of the biggest highs I have experienced.
And so, a part of me - wishing - I could start all over again...

Till a mundane cyber conversation, sitting amidst computer terminals and deadlines of all kinds, later - three years was three years, for a reason.

time, relatively..

How long? or how many times..before something qualifies as a habit?