
"It is an insignificant moment. The moment you realize the place you grew up has nothing left to offer you. The moment strikes when you see a girl who attended your high school, frantically busing tables. Or when you see a shopping cart miles from it's designated grocery store. Or when a solitary sparrow picks at stones, mistaking them for crumbs. Or when the traffic lights resort to blinking a unified amber through the night. Sometimes it's even smaller than that. Sometimes all you have to do is wake up. That was my moment. It was insignificant."
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