Little Boy Blue.

I am absolutely a sucker for blue eyes. Today I did a preceptorship at The Healing Place, which is a homeless shelter/recovery program for alcoholics and addicts. The second hour of the preceptorship we had to sit in a community meeting in which all the clients sit in a circle and discuss issues. We were instructed to sit in between two of the clients, one on each side, so that they may assist us in answering any questions we have during the meeting. I sat next to Paul, a black male, and Eric, a white male with blue eyes. As one could probably guess, I spent more time talking to Eric. It wasn't that I was particularly attracted to him, but I just could not get over the blue of his eyes. They weren't a brilliant sapphire blue that most people may admire, but a soft cornflower blue. Previously addicted to pain medication, he had been in the program since March 6 and was hoping to get out in two or three months. He has two boys, age 2 and 4. He is 27 years old. The look in his eyes could only be described as honest. I kept asking him questions just so he could look at me.