We were still holding hands as the carousel moved slowly.
“I’ve been enjoying myself,” I said.
He mumbled, “Good. So have I.”
“You don’t seem like the type of person who shies away from anything or anyone,” I said.
“You’d be surprised how shy I can be.”
“You’re shy? I find that hard to believe.”
“My big fat blabbermouth is a defense mechanism to help hide my insecurities.”
“In one word, how would you describe yourself?”
He paused and stared at the crowd of people gathered around us, laughing, children’s faces beaming. “One word? That’s it?”
I nodded.
He thought then answered, “Adventurous. I love my life right now. It sounds corny and cliché, but it’s a damn good day to be alive.” His smile was genuine. “I enjoy waking up every day to explore new things and meet new people. I am
