July 4, 2003
he touched her shoulder gently. The day had been a beautiful attempt at forging something new. Before something had always stood in the way. A girlfriend, 1300 miles, a boyfriend, fear. But now at the bottom of this glass, at the back of this room, close to the ground, they reached into each others arms, desperate to find some return on all of this. She looked knowingly at him, knowing that her oblique confession over lunch hadn't gone unnoticed. He, for the first time, seemed fully unnerved around her. That was a good thing. As Songs:Ohia played they finally kissed.