This is probably what it feels like to cross the line. I'm eating dinner at home today, as usual, with a colleague I occasionally share a meal with. Sometimes I feel like eating pizza. For some reason, I decide to miss the last train today and spend time with her. We sleep in the same bed. Nothing special, but it's different from usual. It only takes the smallest of things to turn a man and woman into a relationship. It's incredibly relaxed and natural. I'm hungry...
