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The Park, Sunday Morning
Billy had tried meditating today to try to 'keep calm and carry on', but that had not worked. The feeling of helplessness had demanded he at least do something active, so instead, he was doing katas by the pond. He'd started with the most basic, and as he finished each one, he started a more complicated one. It was helping.
[Post is open as a park post generally is.]
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It hit her then that she had 'met' him before. Or a version of him. She reminded herself that he was out in the sunlight.
"Morning."
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So out she went, intending on going for a jog in the park or something along those lines. Instead she got distracted by watching Billy and what he was doing.
Oops. She'd tried.
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He noticed he had an audience, and waved. "Hi there." Yet another person he didn't recognize. "You a student?"
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Astute, this one.
"Which means you're an alumnus."
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