From different directions towards the same sky.

Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly if there wasn't someone,somewhere laughing?
She laughed enough to migrate an entire flock of birds.
I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.
We were about to go in different directions.We did not know how to do anything else. Things were happening around us,but nothing was happening between us.
(Jonathan Safran Foer)

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