Passing through the park, I was in awe, I was happy to be there, today.
This recalled me of the feeling I often have when leaving a place: In spite of any unpleasant experience I might have lived during my permanence, when the day of farewell gets closer I start looking at things from a state of grace:
Everything is at the right place, and I love it.
"Strange how we are able to fully appreciate only in the time of departing", I thought (that was not the first time).
Might it be because we are finally able to let things be what they are, looking at them without any questioning or demands..
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