The rain fell kind of like snow on my walk home from work, this crazy barely there baby’s breath of water from the sky. Very little umbrella, lots of thinking. I declined the usual listening and left my ipod in the messenger bag. I walked home to the sounds of the city today; I walked home swimming in thought. Tonight, Tait offered an incredible perspective. We’re in space. Most people forget that. I’m going to try my best to remember it.

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