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9 pm last night. I was walking home after a mild and rather ceremonial celebration to mark the end of a dreadful week. Sometimes you feel so worn out that your sense of reality takes a day off too…which is not necessarily bad; it makes even trivial look new. The setting felt so surreal-to be amidst people and yet alone with my thoughts while “Still” gently caressed my ears; as if I could walk to the edge of the earth. A moment perfect in its fleetingness.