As I was preparing to leave work I ran into B, wet-haired and in leggings, fresh from the gym. She asked if she could walk me out. When we got downstairs, she asked if she could walk me to the corner. And when we got to the corner, she asked if she could walk me home.
It wasn’t until she left that a banal/momentous thought occurred to me: this is what it means to be loved!
Specifically, it means that a person wants to be around you for no reason.
What an interesting thought. For many people, it is probably an intuitive thought. But for another type of person—the type who spends 80% of her time trying to elude observation, say—it’s a complete novelty, even when love-type feelings are present.