When I was in third grade, I had was totally, madly, deeply in love (in so far as a third grader could understand the concept) with a boy who sat next to me. I was shy though. I don’t mean shy in that, “blushes when someone looks in her direction” sort of way. I mean “so shy I couldn’t speak.” So, while I had known him since first grade, I still couldn’t bring myself to talk with him the way I wanted… so I mustered my most artistic abilities and did the next best thing. I embraced my Inner Space Nerd. You see, he loved to draw space pictures… intricate…