The Best Sort of Distraction

It takes a lot to distract me from “The Princess Bride,” but there's at least one thing that can do it. While Wesley and Buttercup were negotiating the Fire Swamp, all I could look at was our hands, together, fingers intertwined. This is not new. Often I would stare at our hands, trying to comprehend how it is they can fit together so perfectly, how something so simple can be so meaningful. I don't know if I'll ever be able to completely wrap my head around it. What I do get is why I'm amazed by it. That I understand completely.