Every star illuminated another, and every asteroid floated sideways.
Knowing the descriptions and ingredients is never the same as understanding the weave and symphony of the whole.
The aroma of a freshly baked loaf of bread makes its own introductions in a way the recipe, sent as an affectionate set of instructions, never could.
Next time say hello. Next time pick up the dropped pen. Next time, offer.
And the next time and the one after that.
What is good is always good.
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