Sometimes, the mundane can be the ultimate epitome of the sublime, even for just a fleeting moment. In a flash, the world turns into a stage and one suddenly becomes the lead in a play he has created for himself.
However, the impending reality of life soon sets in, creeping unnoticed at first, but becoming more apparent with the blooming of days. The frail, magical bubble pops, and before one knows it, the entire memory is gone.
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