Tasteful interactions*

With a beating heart and a pair of lips full of anticipation I wanted to share my story. The "Who am I?" in my head was still echoing. Of course it was. A small dose of self-doubt had always been welcome. But it was not bitter in my mouth any more. Just sitting at the edge of my tongue. Saying hello to new tastes. 

With a pair of eyes eager to savour meaningful meetings I sat on my desk. My screen a table surrounded by hungry guests. Would I make their stomachs satisfied? While swallowing one more "Who am I?", I was ready to offer them a plate filled with experience. Sharing clinical moments mixed with the freshness of story writing.  

With an appetite strong for more interactions I let this short story caress my nostrils. I let these words remind me of the hearty workshop two weeks ago. 

With the cherry-red coloured month in its beginning I allow my heart open to more tasteful interactive exchanges.