I stopped at the Carrefour supermarket to use the restroom. Then I called Edda in case she needed something - she did. I got the items and went to the checkout line, a little long possibly because of the September 7th holiday.
While I waited, I had an urge to get my cell out and answer texts or look up something or read the news. But I didn't.
Instead I breathed deeply and observed the people around me, the guy with the weird haircut, the kid playing hide and seek with his father, the three young ladies, excited and talkative, each holding a six pack, the tired cashier, who smiled when I asked her how she was doing, the guy with a cart full of groceries who got bumped out of the fast lane - I quietly drinking in the busy humanity in this tiny corner of a speck of dust hurtling through the immensity of space.
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