A snowflake falls, I follow it from several feet away and alter the course of history by reaching out my hand; it melts on contact with my skin, vanishes, a graceful, gentler parallel to the asteroid that melted into the earth all those years ago.

I keep walking, get on with my day, but know that there is a piece of me that remains back there in that moment forever. I want so badly to be more than my body, want to be more than this mind, to do more, see more, feel more, but have to keep walking, have to make it home- why, I’m not entirely sure- if only in time to write it down, so I can remember that time I was a snowflake.

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