This one time, watching rain on the windowpanes and the autumn trees blurred behind them--and realizing that this ordinary, beautiful thing would be happening whether I was witnessing it or not. That the world was full of beautiful things, quietly happening on their own, all the time.
September 26, 2026 at 1:52 AM
This one time, watching rain on the windowpanes and the autumn trees blurred behind them--and realizing that this ordinary, beautiful thing would be happening whether I was witnessing it or not. That the world was full of beautiful things, quietly happening on their own, all the time.