is beautiful. . .
. . . in the rain to walk down the street, stunned by Owl City's Fire Flies.
. . . the knowledge that there friends and family are well.
. . . spend an afternoon off work and worry out on the couch.
. . . the small sense of achievement in math and a vowed drawing in S & N.
. . . the idea tonight to get a restful sleep.
. . . the feeling of being alive.
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