We ended our walk, as was our habit, at the gazebo. I hopped up on the bench and she sat on the floor near me. Our heads were close.
At first, our gazed traversed the same landscape. When suddenly she looked the other way, her attention focused on something which I found little interest.
That I think is one of the characteristics that make us so unique. That in which captures our focus.
And to which we give time.
And emotion.
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