Recording to me

Previously

…I stared at the screen. This was new territory. A shared trip, a public appearance as something more than coffee shop acquaintances. The program was branching into unknown code. I typed my response: "I'd love to. Let's write that function together." As I put down the phone, I felt the familiar flutter of anticipation. Not the quixotic thrill of a fantasy, but the grounded excitement of a real adventure, with a real person, in the real world. The main function was executing. And I was ready to see where it would take me.