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Spacey. Sometimes you needed a moment to not think at all. So she laid there simply staring at the dark sky, sprinkled with the stars that were far far away, the moon giving off a lowly light. The wind was almost completely unnoticeable, but she noticed it. She noticed everything around her. She was at peace. She felt connected to everything around her, in harmony with the universe. She would do this for hours on end, feeling such deep serenity, a nice little feeling. She was just there, she was simply content. It feels good to just exist, to worry about nothing in the world, to have nothing phase you. She hugged someone near and dear to her, a simple piece of dough, considered her child. He's alive, and he's full of love for her and shes full of love for him. They both simply sat there, feeling the purest type of love, the one felt between a mother and her child. Relaxed. Nothing mattered in this moment, except their strong bond.