The sun on my face felt fantastic, even with the swarm of people enveloping us.
We were sitting on a bench in Central Park, and I was trying to remember the last time I ventured outside like this without a plan and no jacket. I washed down my last bite of my sausage, egg, and cheese on everything with a swig of coffee.
"Ready?" I heard my fiend ask.
Next to me on my left, my friend had already finished his. We'd done this sort of back-n-forth thing where one of us ate while the other recounted their life updates.
The naked tree branches swayed in a light breeze, but only for a second. On my right, a blur of motion caught my eye as I saw a kid slip off of the cobblestone tight-rope he'd been walking and landed right by my feet. He looked up at me and laughed. Before realizing what I was doing, I smirked back. And then his parents said something in a language I don't know and he scrambled after them.
"Sure am" I replied.
Looking at each other, my friend and I stood up in unison and filed into the flow of foot traffic.
"You're thinking about it—you can see yourself here now, can't you?" he said, sounding amused.
"Yep" I shot back, surprised by how confident it sounded.
When's the last time you revisited something that didn't seem like it fit, only to find that things might've changed?
onward.
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