Effugere Die

I was standing before Seattle as our sphere was turning its face against the transitioning colors over our evolving sky, and this single thought occurred to me; how lovely it was to be apart, but one, with it all - with our feet planted firmly amongst the dirt.

As I looked over the water, glowing sky lanterns taking flight from the hill nearby - I thought, how lovely it is to have an escape from the epicenter of chaos; oh how perception so easily changes with such minor perspective adjustments.