“What else is beautiful? God, so much – right now, at least. I think it’s beautiful that we’re alive on this blue planet. I think it’s beautiful that airplanes are taking off and landing all over that planet right now, so many of them, and that children are looking out of the windows of those planes and falling in love with their lives. I think it’s beautiful that my grandpa nursed my grandma through Alzheimer’s and held her hand while she was a vegetable and told her how lucky he was to have had her. But mostly I just think you’re beautiful.” A tear fell out of my eye, and I hated it. “I like
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