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My homage to Mr. Bryson's work:
Warnings: alcohol, depression
I couldn't say no to a fourth glass of wine. I didn't need it, but the bottle was glaring at me. Or winking at me. Maybe singing dirty limericks in my ear. It's after midnight so, really, anything is possible. Except the possibility of making this moment - fuzzy and warm with the taste of apricot and honey on my tongue - eternal. Work will come in the morning. A grumpy spouse with a rushed schedule. A packed bus and claustrophobic train. People smoking their cigarettes on the street, uncaring of who gets caught in the cross-fire. A noted lack of excuse-me's and thank-you's. This is a city. Life simply wants to be. Ego-centric, frantic, and (momentarily) free.
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Originally, this line is an expression of awe as the author marvels at the tenacity of simple life forms to exist despite never doing anything interesting at all. In my contribution, the mood is quite different. So, if you'd like to give it a try, please do! Just grab a book off your shelf, go with the first line that grabs you and you're all set!
SOURCE: A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson
Line taken from Chapter 22: Goodbye to All That