Contact.
It has been striking me lately how intense the eye contact is between Falco and I. I’m sure it has been like that since the beginning, but now I realize that we are in a locked gaze for much of the day. Sometimes at meal times, I realize that I have hardly broken the stare while poor Matt is sitting across from me, looking (feeling?) ignored. If anyone else looked at me the way Falco does, it would either be very creepy or intimate, or both. I think it’s a special, beautiful, wonderful thing, but I also think I should get a handle on it when others are around.
