i sit here, the sun streaming through the window, dust floating slowly, quietly. as i eat my orange, tiny sprays of juice mist from the peel. i am captivated. something about this moment feels... right. peaceful, perhaps. the silent, graceful, gentle dance of the dust seems deliberate, knowing that the rush of life is really for nothing. i see this hurried pace of life in the people i love who surround me here, and i cannot understand it. life is too short to waste in the everyday hurry... much too short, for some.

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