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moment sometimes, in the midst of a bussling day, I suddenly remember moments when the world is very still... a moment seems to freeze, like out of some time stopping twilight zone or movie... sometimes everyone appear totally absorbed in some meaningless activity while I stand there watching as if I am invisible... sometimes I move around and get things done as if others are all standing still, lost in whatever... either way, it's the lack of eye contact, the complete separation, the way people can be busily engaged in activities in the same space and not give a hint of acknowledgment or awareness of each other... and I look for eyes and all eyes are looking elsewhere, not into other eyes, but elsewhere... and I wonder where that elsewhere might be... sometimes, in the midst of a deep sleep, I wake up and remember these moments and wonder why...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |