On going nowhere at all until you find you're already where you want to be.

It was a boring conversation, even before she asked to me: "Why does diversity exist?".
And I mean, I have a pretty defined philosophy on diversity, and every other issue, but I just answered: "Because it just so happens that it does not not exist. You know, chances are always fifty-fifty."

It was just as unexpected as an useless answer for her. But what can I say, my point is that there is no point talking about it.

So, we stood still and quiet there for a while.
Me, not wanting to talk my way through it.
And she, wondering why I wouldn't say a word on it.

And then it hit me like a fucking thunder.
Or a cool sea breeze kissing my cheeks.
Our difference...
That's a piece of beautiful diversity.
Just like our love making.

She noticed my glance.
So she stopped making the eye on me.
And gave me a warm smile.
Then I smiled back.