We stood, one of us knee-deep in snow, early in the night in front of some of the most beautiful & uniquely leaning trees I'm sure are out there. The aurora was already out, and it swirled and pulsed in with the trees. The aurora looked white and weakly green. The sky was a blue so deep and beautiful you can't imagine. And the tree silhouettes - black. It were these moments we wondered out loud, that in all of the travelling we all do, that we end up feeling so similar to so many people we meet, that what the world really needs is to just be here, in more moments like this, all together. 

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