Dear Diary

I find myself in a quandary.

As an author of sorts, I realize that it is counterproductive to reveal too much about myself; a healthy amount of mystique is all to the good.  When a reader gets to know an author so well that there's really nothing left to discover, that author is more or less finished.  You know exactly what she's going to say.

But I'm going to put this out here, hoping that no one, or very few, will discover this, though I almost want it to be known!

I have discovered someone on whom I have a sort of crush!  She is a model, and just a few minutes ago I discovered that she has a website, and lives a semi-public life as a sort of free spirit.

What attracted my attention first was her smile, which was nothing short of gleeful, though I have to admit it is serene, in its own way.  Right there you have the enigma that this person is: gleeful, serene, mischievous, serious.  She seems to be both sensitive and tolerant, a woman for this worrisome age.  She seems outgoing, but private.

The least I can do is not stalk her too assiduously!

But there you have it: sometimes you see someone, and you have to tell the world!

Unfortunately, I get crushes like this about once a month, so it isn't going anywhere.  But ... what can I say?  Having a small crush is a lovely thing.

K.