During the process of writing this book, the author imagined he was a butterfly dancing to the slowest and sweetest song ever played on a piano, similar to the way raindrops fall from petals in gentle rain, or like an astronaut floating through Space, travelling about the speed of the boat on a Disney World ride, the one where you get to see all the places in the world in about 15 minutes, but instead of visiting well-known landmarks, he imagined...
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