He was the Grand Marshall of our Everyday Parade
It (enchantment) started when the earth was born. It never stops. It is, always. It's just here.
You haven't lived until you've basked in the adoration of people.
The blanket was there, but it was the boy's embrace that covered and warmed him.
Peer pressure is just that: pressure.
I think of the flower in the bud: huddled, compressed, dark. Yet somehow it feels the night, knows moon from sun. It waits...waits.