This madrugada, I walked to the hospital under a storm and got drenched on my way in. This evening, I walked home from the hospital under the same storm and got drenched on my way back. Something about this felt beautifully cyclic and metaphoric for how we enter and exit this world.
A few blocks from my apartment, I found myself appreciating a yellowing gingko sapling under the light of a lamppost, resisting shedding its leaves in the downpour. Just a few fainted onto the sidewalk. And the rest clung on gracefully.
Trees. So resilient. So magnificent.
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