She was a gentle mannered girl who seemed to gravitate to my then boyfriend. Her brother, years later became my boyfriend. I met her brother through my boyfriend. Her name was Hillary and she studied French I was told. She didn't take notice of me. Just my good complexion. But everyone gravitated to my ex boyfriend. He's very lion like.
I'd like to sing, write poetry, and sketch/paint and love platonically, in good company. I had someone over yesterday to paint together, and I'm feeling happy this morning. So happy (not manically, but calmly), that I want to post two selfies to look back on, and know, I have lived and loved, at least a smidgen.