Long enough to make my stomach tingle - if a stomach can do that, I don't know. Strange enough to have me draw back and watch from afar. Relevant enough to make me remember and want to tell. Unsubstantiated enough to shove it on the "later" shelf.

Wise enough not to trust my own wishes.
Clever enough to consider other possibilities (never forget what it's like to learn he's already got someone).
Woman enough to check his back, neck, and head.
Smart enough to remind myself: the smoke thing, the smoke.
Alive enough to remember who has probably put myself in this position: myself.