...or a symbol of the sun.
In the train, there is a patchwork quilt of background noises, the ringing tones of mobiles - tinkling, chiming, growling, tinny classical and pop themes, suggesting a frantic population desperately trying and failing to communicate. Notes for a symphony for the 21st century.
An email from an old friend whom I last saw 15 years ago, evokes the time that has passed in the interim, a perspective, a sharpening of awareness.
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