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Whether or not I realize it, I fall in love with Gabrielle Mancini and her endless talking, her gorgeous mind, and hilarious personality.
“The only rule I have is if I’m giving it up to some random guy, he better know how to make me come, you know? Because I waited too long for it to suck.”
The true win, though, was that I could turn off my brain by reading. My mind has been wandering for as long as I remember. I can’t get through a television show or a meal or a single conversation without it going somewhere else unrelated and unnecessary. And if I don’t go with the thought, it just sits there, heavy and distracting, until I acknowledge it. It’s exhausting. I can’t turn it off. When I started reading, I found I could transport myself somewhere else, somewhere my mind couldn’t touch. It was magic.
There are only two times when my brain quiets down. Two times when the questions stop, the ideas pause, and my mind is blissfully silent. One is when the music is loud and all-consuming. The second is when I’m reading.
Each of them let me get lost and turn off my brain. Live in happily ever afters and watch the drama unfold and then wrap up neatly, unlike the real world.
Gabi has me, beyond a shadow of a doubt. Somehow, in the chaos of this arrangement, she has snared me so deep, I can’t see light unless she’s around. The earth spins, the universe continues to move, but my world stops until she’s back in my arms. The thought scares me.
