Starting from the first meeting, she was bold, tall, blonde, gentle, and a sense humor that caught all of my dumb jokes. She was breathtaking. I know that's cliche, but I have no reason to lie or exaggerate. Not only did she invade my personal space by flopping down cross legged in front of me while I was writing in my "Writer's Notebook", she snatched it from me, and asked me what I was writing. 

I chose to sit alone under the shade of the tree several hundred feet from the office to write, and well be alone with my thoughts, and the feeble story I was working on at the time.