When I think of ‘Magnetic’ I instantly think of attraction, and I mean attraction of the romantic kind. You know that moment when you lock eyes across the room with someone and the atmosphere around you starts to crackle. Your fingers start tingling and the butterflies in your stomach that up until this point have been dormant suddenly erupt from their cage. That moment when you see someone who just might be the North to your South. Like in school when you put two magnets side by side, and if the pull is strong enough they move by themselves gravitating towards each other. That to me is ‘Magnetic’. Of course this only works if you can find that little bit of bravery to approach that ‘Magnetic’ someone. For me, my little bit of bravery stops what it is doing and runs screaming for the hills. But still, that small moment of electrifying energy that runs over your skin leaving a trail of raised hairs and goose bumps behind, that ‘Magnetic’ pull that you get when you lock eyes across the room with someone who might just be the North to your South…well, isn’t that just a little bit exciting.