Twice today I found myself in the company of raw, debilitating (for me) beauty. In each case, the woman with whom I found myself, face-to-face, was distractingly, impossibly, striking. And in each case, the circumstance was such that, even were I so inclined, even were I not rendered speechless by what was in front of me, I couldn’t possibly have acted. Or even spoken.
So I’ll go through my day haunted.