When we traveled aboard on plane flights, just as the plane was about to take off, my mother would nudge me to face her, and pass me a sweet.

It was a simple gesture, nothing more-

and/but i couldn't fathom the significance of things, not till i was much (much) older.

To me it was just a sweet- to occupy my time? to distract me from the takeoff? i didn't know, really. But it's all very logical; a simple gesture, that if you suck on the sweet it eases the pressure difference outside the plane and inside your body, so you wouldn't have to experience the uncomfortable popping inside your ears. Things like that.

someday on a plane i'd like to offer someone a sweet.

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"Barely tolerable, i dare say.

But not handsome enough to tempt me."

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Emma: You make my heart have premature ventricular contractions
Adam: What?
Emma: You make my heart skip a beat.

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(and i cannot deny),

i am most likely the most klutzy person i actually know.

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Nobody knows you as well as yourself.

(but)

Anyone knows you better than yourself.