First time I truly feel the connection. Nothing telepathic this time. Spring Fest was in the air. Dan and I both walked down the path. Going to catch some activities. There was music and people were talking. I thought it was lion's dance. Many Chinese were there getting ready for their acts. We were standing there watching. Waiting on their acts and dances to begin. I was standing beside Dan and feeling his height again. He knew, how I always like his frame.
First time I felt his hand. My hand was holding his, the other locked on to his arm. Feels more like hugging it instead of holding it. We both got struck how it never crossed our minds to hold hands since we started the walk back there. Then I saw his smile. He held my hand. After a while, we left because it was nothing much to see. There was a full parade adjacent and people making speeches. We sort of laughing and going to walk through the carpet.
"Where we're going now?" My first words came out to him. "Don't go there. All the people will see us and we'll get embarrassed." I said. "Ok. I don't know where we're going." His first words came back to me. Still holding hands.
There were stalls on the other side and vendors selling knickknacks. While we were strolling along, "Can you see now? I told you. Sellers here never really look out for their stalls. What if they are sitting there at the front, and we steal things back here? They can't even see us back here." I said. And we kept strolling along. Not really looking at knickknacks. I woke up with a smile on my face. I feel like we are still holding hands and keep strolling to the sun.
This time. He was wearing a greenish gray t. I'm sure. I have no idea what I was wearing.