sometimes, there are moments where the rest of your group has sped up, or slowed down.

you choose to keep your own pace, smiling to yourself.

perhaps your hands are in your pockets.

and then the breeze picks up, or the night sky opens up over you.

and you just savor that moment, where it feels like you are the only person standing and experiencing it. as though it were a present set before only you.

and perhaps it was.

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