There happened a moment in time and space that nobody could explain, not even the little boy that has been eating a ripe peach in the middle of the road on a snowy January afternoon.
As he was biting into the peach the boy thought about the break in time and space continuum and thought about relativity of it all - when all fell silent. He didn't give it a second thought - instead he took another bite and listened to the birds that were flying through the hot air of a sunny morning in the Central Park. He said hello! to the old lady that was feeding the birds with the old bread her husband tenderly stores for he knows how much she appreciates the moment of freedom she imagines the birds feel when they spread their wings and fly away, free, anonymous and
careless - after having eaten for the first time in what might have possibly been - years. She looked at him before he turned his head and took a couple of steps through the water. Biting into the peach he admired the view over the endless rice fields. There were men and women working in the fields under the heavy grey sky. The silence was caressing his ears. There were no birds here.
He closed his eyes and dived into the silence with his mind. In this state he could feel the change when it happened. He opened his eyes to see he was standing on a sand beach and that there is no end to the sea, the calm, deep, blue sea. Taking in all the beauty he bit into the core of the peach, which took him by surprise.
Looking down the road, he smiled - and ran home.
He was just in time for dinner.
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