... I found a tree that sparkled twice. To me, it promised, to be nice...
It is almost as if there is some presence or force that is within, that is somehow also missing and without. It is quite peculiar. And quite usual.
...the windows were down, the air was still pure and refreshed from the night, crisp and pleasant to feel and breathe.
...for some reason all I had was a thumb tack in my hand - I threw it at his windshield ... as I yelled, "Come on man!"