#notmerightnow

[an-evolutionary]

i ate nectarines and herbed swiss cheese for supper in a hilltop park above lucerne, switzerland. with this view of a castle wall and craggy alps beyond. no coat, perfect weather. listening to birdsong, the lake ferry horns, the mountain spring nearby, and church bells on the hour. with a local old lady on the bench next to mine for a while, feeding bread crumbs to wild sparrows. and i get to see my sister tomorrow. i am such a lucky person. grateful for all these delights. #whoneedsaboyfriend #notmerightnow

[a-little-deeper]

Buffy: Episode: New Moon Rising

Oz: I shouldn't have come back now. I just thought I'd changed.

Willow: You have changed. You stopped the wolf from coming out, I saw it.

Oz: I couldn't look at you. I mean, it turns out the one thing that brings it out of me, is you. Which falls under the heading of ironic in my book.

Willow: It was my fault. I upset you.

Oz: Well so we're safe then, because you'll never do that again. But... you're happy?

Willow: I am. I can't explain it.

Oz: It may be safer for both of us if you don't.

Willow: I missed you, Oz. I wrote you so many letters... but I... didn't have any place to send them, you know? I couldn't live like that.

Oz: It was stupid to think you'd just be... waiting.

Willow: I was waiting... I feel like some part of me will always be waiting for you. Like I'm old with blue hair and I'll stumble and there you are. I won't be surprised. Because... you're with me, you know?

Oz: I know. Right now is not that time... I guess.

Willow: No... What are you gonna do?

Oz: I think I better take off.

Willow: When?

Oz: Pretty much now.

Willow starts to cry and then they hug goodbye.