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Chapter 29—Reflections
She now had a purposeful life. A sense of beginning, middle, and end. No matter how trivial the end was, or how short the trip could be, it would be eventful, because she was going to move along with full awareness; because her mind would not be tired of forever being alert even to the tiniest joy; because now her heart wanted to savor every moment—moments which many might see as being all the same. From then on, she would truly experience her days, and her life had just become a journey.
All this because of a kiss?
But that wasn't a kiss like thousands of other kisses she had had. That was a kiss of profound depth; one that wasn't planned but happened, one that originated from the lips but felt as if from everywhere in her being.
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