A frosty night sets the scene, which is lit by the mere twilight of the clear stars from the infinity above. The water, like the air, rushes past me in a soft howl as I glide through the darkness, floating alone across a serene desert of quiet waves. With hands warming themselves in my pockets, I simply absorb the incredible beauty that the night has so graciously awarded me for my patience to remain conscious during the post-midnight hours. My breath turns into a visible stream of fog, attaching itself to the wind and thus falling behind, unable to keep pace with the gentle, yet steady push of the boat. It is in these moments that I find the peace within myself, and can contemplate the wonders of existence, only so thankful for what I can experience because of such existence. My heart is content, my soul at rest, and my worries cured.
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