Sometimes I like to think about the little moments.
I think about how many moments are strewn across the minutes and hours of our lives.
I like to think about people an ocean or two away, waking up, giving a yawn, and creaking down the stairs for a cup of morning coffee.
I think about all of the houses, and all the apartments in this world, with lovers and families nestled inside.
So many of us. All of us just people. Humans.
How neat it would be, to slice off the front facade of a building and take a friendly peek inside.
What books do they have up on the shelves? What type of art on the walls? Are there bouquets of flowers in a makeshift vase, inevitably drooping with time?
Sometimes when I sip from my St. Regis mug, I smile to myself.
For I too, am here for another day on this aging planet.
And despite the many flaws I carry, I vow to sing another song.
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SnapDragon is an educator, artist, reader, and traveler who never seems to pack enough socks.