CENTERS OF GRAVITY

Her demeanor, movements from book to smartphone, beautiful young woman freshness and self assurance projection, solid “auto estima” kept me entertained at the bar. While slowly sipping a beer and then putting the can down, rubbing the glass, once in a while, she would look at me, leading her to assume (my sense of it) incorrectly, that a seven decades old man was trying to conquer her; and then, sternly, secured in her perception and without hesitation, said, “I think you are moving beyond your center of gravity.”