Moved to tears waiting for a subway in a station I used to frequent. Not sure if it was the culmination of events the past week or just that I finally understood again what it meant to live in the present. A well-bearded man filled the air with his powerful voice and brought a flood of emotions to my eyes. I couldn’t decide if these memories came from moments of sadness or happiness. Whatever it was, it stilled the circling air and placed me into a state of meditation. I could hear nothing except the strength in his voice. I didn’t know if I should walk towards the train or prolong this once rare moment.
I didn’t know if I should walk towards the train or prolong this once rare moment.
I was thoughtlessly aware.