Years ago in Cuba I happened upon a man who appeared deeply content. Wanting or more likely needing a conversation I asked, "What are you doing?"
He turned and answered, "I am watching the sun fall."
I stopped talking and enjoyed the slowness of the afternoon.
Today, I often ponder the lives of people who have intersected my path. I am certain this man is still enjoying warm afternoons in the sun.
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