It will seem unimportant in a few days and I'll forget about it till the end of the month. Yet it still lingers in the air, a quad flying over my head, arrowing to a nearby bush. A shadow over my face that told me heaps more about how to live in a split of a second than years of hanging around in bars, yakking about so-called meaning of life.
I'm glad to be around.
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