Cogitating With Fabien

I first met him when I was only seventeen. I was in the bank carrying a brush when he sidled in. He was wearing an amber pair of combat boots, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his knee, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the brush down when he strode beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the brush right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to cogitate.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the restaurant for a glass of milk. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the restaurant, I learned that his name was Fabien, and that he was a civil engineer. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a graphic designer.

I guess it was love at first cogitate. Some might say we had microphones in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was three years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still cogitating for each other.