Like Ivy and Leaves on Trees

But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us. She seemed to have room for me, she never turned away in the pauses that allowed for turning away. She never inquired, but she never recoiled, either. This is a quality that I look for in a person, not recoiling. Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can't see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees.
- Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You