I took my kite out to the fields. There’s never anyone else out there.
When I gaze at the simple brown diamond bouncing across the sky I feel completely, utterly and blissfully alone.
But when I looked up at the sky I blinked. There was another kite! A green one just like mine.
My eyes followed the string of the kite down to ground level.
The owner of the kite had dropped it and was already running away. The green diamond, released, lifted higher into the sky. And I felt relieved.
For a moment there I was almost not alone.Follow @jessieansons
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