Feeling the rush of wind in your face, or the caress of a cool breeze.
Taking unhurried steps in the mid morning under the denim sky.
Breathing in fresh air, smelling the scent of grass and crisp air - and letting the smell linger.
Observing the folks on a train and letting the scene run like one out of a movie.
Browsing carelessly in the final minutes before the bookstore closes.
Listening to old songs and chinese pop classic floating through the air while you wait for your takeaway.
Drawing a deep, conscious breath in the thick of the night in the open balcony.
Admiring the silent gulf in the dark between you and the rest of the universe.
Returning to that same photo of her adorable pout, her innocent eyes and fatty cheeks.
Letting your mind slip into nothing and nothingness.
These are the pockets of sanity I cling to; they are the moments that never fail to remind me of what I'm missing now - the little things that invigorate, uplift and calm.
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