It was indeed a sunny day. Such a cliché but the sheer beauty of the thing blew his mind.
Everything took on precise definition and he couldn't help but see things he had overlooked before. Couldn't help but see things differently than he did when darkness poisoned his vision.
There was a slight breeze so delicate the flowers barely danced, but the sensation on his skin was startling. Sensual confirmation of life in the ultimate.
The effect on his psyche was almost overwhelming. This must be what happiness feels like, what happiness is. Hard for him to define because the feeling was previously so foreign.
Aromas, sights, sounds, impressions both truthful and fanciful assaulted his mind with the amazing scope of what life can be.
People walking, running, riding, sitting, talking, arguing, laughing. All these people expressing so much emotion so effortlessly.
He had broken through a wall, a wall so thick in its construction he had become accustomed to leaning against it in despair. Using it as a prop, an excuse and an explanation of who he was at that time.
But he never gave up. He made slight changes in approach, thought process, and attitude and committed to those changes tenaciously. Even when it made him uncomfortable; even when others mocked him at the simplicity of it.
He felt alone, indeed was quite alone as people will shun you when you rob them of predictability.
Most people are not strong enough to change or moral enough to change or caring enough to change, and they refuse to accept change in others.
He tips his head back and exults at the heat on his face.
Knowing full well that from now on, even on days when the sun refuses to accommodate him, heat will radiate from within.
A heat that will sustain him through all that remains.
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