I caught it, looked at it, then set it down. He then threw a paper clip. I did the same thing. I am a girl. I do not have the catch gene.
Guys have the catch gene.
So I shut my thoughts off and started to hear birds chirping. I realized I had never heard these birds before, despite the fact that I walked the same path many times. For the rest of my walk, I listened to and thought about the birds - wondering if they were cold, where they were headed, and so on. Later that afternoon, I was reviewing a local designer's portfolio. He showed me a poster he was particularly fond of.