This one moment I remember

There was this one moment I remember, and it’s another one of those silly moments that are pointless but somehow stays with me and brings me joy. I was sitting across from her at the table and she accidentally stepped on my shoe – I didn’t move and don’t think she noticed. But this trivial, oblivious action broke some kind of spatial barrier in me and I suddenly realized that this beautiful woman was sitting in front of me – fully, physically present. I looked at her in this new perspective as she chatted with the person to her right, and remembered – remembered feeling truly, and blissfully, content.