I felt giddy with importance that my words'd captured the attention of this exotic woman. Fear, too. If you show someone something you've written, you give them a sharpened stake, lie down in your coffin and say, 'When you're ready.'
'Your "sort of" is annoying. A yes, or a no, or a qualification, please. "Sort of" is an idle loubard, an ignorant vandale. "Sort of" says, "I am ashamed by clarity and precision."
Photos're better than nothing, but things're better than photos 'cause the things themselves were part of what was there.