This week, I made the awful mistake of going shopping. Normally, this is a relatively mindless task of exchanging currency for some manner of good or service, however this time it was beyond that simple economic exercise.
Realization dawns in many places.
It can be in a library, surrounded by the wisdom of the ages. In can be in a quiet, old-growth forest, under a majestic canopy of life that knows no mortality. This realization dawned in a small store. Surrounded by the endless rush of humanity, I was caught for a millisecond in an eddy of time. Everyone in the entire damn store was so beautiful, so friendly.