I looked up and out at the bus window as it sped past the emptying length of orchard road, the christmas lights bright and unrelenting, a floating array of jewel beads above the boulevard,  and I slide this moment- this night- home like a pearl on a string. something about sitting on the ground in the night air, watching people drift by, thinking of times past and to come and being together in all things. 

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