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Feverish

I shivered a long time ago. Wearing thick track pants and matching sweatshirt, curled into a ball in the center of the bed under a blanket and a quilt, I shivered because I was feverish. It was the happiest day of life thus far because I wouldn’t have to go to school the next day.

Now I realize how small my world was back then. I can see the house, the nearby park, even the school in one picture in my mind. It seemed so large then that little world of that tiny town; it’s all there was. The few milestones found in every town comprised the waypoints I led my life by: the grocery store, the park, the school, the railway track, the bike paths.

The world – my world – has gotten bigger since then but the feeling is still the same. Today’s new and larger purview is only as complete as yesterday’s smaller ignorant one, and no more. Everything I needed was there then, everything I need is here now.

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