The window to the hallway was made of glass; fragments, slices, orbits and shapes the color of the rainbow. And when the sun shone through it the dust-particles glittered like a thousand diamonds; little stars shooting through the air, tiny specs of the fragile hopes we use to build our lives with. (The night closed in on us on a deserted sidewalk - the wind brisk, blowing new air into our lungs.) I sat there watching - through your eyes - something I had never seen.
And I knew I had finally arrived.
Jónsi – Sun
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