I was walking, sort of slumped, but head up, eyes ahead, and then BAM I was moving, I'd stepped onto a moving walkway, and it was moving me forward and I was moving forward on it, and everything was moving with me; I wasn't passing anything by, and anything that couldn't keep up just didn't. Just fell behind. Until I thought to check my baggage and found I could actually see most of it, the shapes of things, a few colors still visible, far behind me. Part of a new path; fallen off of mine. Left me to check on what stuck around, what hasn't always been immediate but has always been, perhaps will always be, with me.

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Sunshine