Floatin'

Today (or, rather, yesterday at this point), I was at the mall getting the last of my "necessary" D.C. outfits.

As I was leaving, a man stopped me.

"Excuse me--you are beautiful."

Well, my initial instinct was to avoid eye contact and walk swiftly in the other direction, but he said it with such sincerity. No ulterior motives, and then he just walked away.

I know it's silly to place so much importance on words, though as a writer it's my natural inclination.

Still, I've spent the rest of the day floating.