Emotion
She asked if I'd drawn the shelf plans in shop. I said yeah and actually asked about her painting instead of leaving. It was a normal conversation. Been replaying a pretty normal conversation for a while now.
Mind
I thought I needed some good opening line. There was a box and a door and she had a question. That's all that happened. Still need to finish geometry tonight; talking for two minutes didn't cancel homework.
Body
Calves still tight from the last sprints. Carried the box of paper with both hands so it wouldn't bend. When she held the door, I nearly caught my shoe on it. Didn't drop anything, at least.