- Unkempt. Ruffled. Unattractive. The words replayed in my head as I found a seat around the large oval-shaped table that was ideal for board meetings—at least in my mind. Too intimate for my liking, especially for a class where the requirement to pay attention was a bare necessity.
- The table occupied at least two-thirds of the space, an ideal set-up for board meetings, not for a class. Not by my estimation. Not because I held any special knowledge but largely in part by the realisation that he would be so close. Too close. That was guaranteed, regardless of where he sat. And I was a wreck today, more so than the usual days. It would have been fine if he didn’t know who the hell I was but he did. That changed everything. I could no longer hide behind full anonymity.