Today's OneWord: Date

I have a date with an explorer who told me that when an explorer stops walking, the world stops turning. I'm planning on finding him on the top of the city hillside, where he will be recording his thoughts and dreams in a leather journal, and under the blanket of constellations, he'll tell me just not the history of each shoelace of stars, but the power behind each print that the shoes of the cosmos have left behind. And then we'll order pizza and recline on the couch at my place because that's nice, too.

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