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That’s What It’s All About

September 16, 2014

This isn’t about love.

It isn’t about feelings for another.

It’s not about the heat rising from the sidewalk or the sun setting in the purple sky behind a row of arcing palm trees.

It’s about the first eight notes of a song that make the side of your mouth curl up and a smile rise into your chest cavity.

It’s about watching a moment happening to someone else and feeling it in your gut.

It’s about thinking the word “crescendo” and hearing it come out of someone else’s mouth.

It’s about not having to say a thing.

It’s about touching toes, once.

It’s about the kind of happiness that comes from leaving your misery in a dust cloud.

It’s about imperfection and simplicity and carefully measured indulgence.

It’s about opening up a suitcase full of problems in the middle of the room but leaving it to go through later, because you are busy.

It’s about making one person feel something new. Once.

Even if that person is you.

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  1. September 17, 2014 7:44 AM


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