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That feeling, when I have been trotting around in my own footsteps for so long that I have forgotten that other people - people I love and who love me - are out there, and then we incidentally, not accidentally, brush up against each other in line at the coffee shop, and I look up and someone says my name and smiles and tells me they missed me and have been thinking about me, and I realize I have missed them, too, and now is the right time to pick it up again. That is what I am talking about.

Music pairing: Vossi Bop by Stormzy

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