I called this ‘Out Of The Wind’ all the time I was working on it but, because I imagined the two people lost in their thoughts at the end of a day, but still very much together, it reminded me of a poem I’d read called ‘Two Solitudes.’
Without any explanation I presented both titles to a few people. They all disliked ‘Two Solitudes.’ I assume that it was a negative thing for them, the two people were angry at each other. Or something.
The poem reads: Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
Long story short, by the time I got it into ‘Insights’ it was called ‘Out of the wind.’