Finding the thing
... and those who are looking for it.
You inhale deeply through your nose and fill your whole with the scent of the present city as it rushes by ignoring you, feeding your peace. What is that smell? Is it more of a feeling? How much of this experience is simply a reaction, more oxygen in the blood? You are still (the only thing that is). You are waiting but for what we cannot tell from our distance. What is the timescale? What section of your span are you happy to expend to find this thing.
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