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May 15, 2009
He proceeded to tell me about his new backpack, his commute, the sale at Sports Authority, the benefits of 17 laptops. And while we chatted in the safety of the Library of Congress hallway, I forgot about my ankle, my shoes; my two bags were light as feathers; I didnt worry about the work I needed to do before 2:45pm; I quit envisioning variants of my future. So this unlikely angel this unlikely angel who appeared on a random April morning reminded me the pleasure (and necessity) of me, like a blossoming flower in spring, emerging from my own head.