The wind picked up this afternoon, swirling from the south, and as I threw a bag of trash into the dumpster outside the office a tumbleweed came blowing by, twirling and bouncing through the parking lot, it took flight while its shadow remained on the ground, and I suddenly thought: maybe without our shadows tethering …
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