To feel found is a wonderful feeling. It is not exactly a moment of being in control. Nor a moment of losing it.
It is the dim of a streetlight, and subtle clarity. Of recognizing, and realizing without being all-knowing.
It is the warmth of a blanket that envelops in darkness, when a place you thought you knew all along becomes unfamiliar and unknown.
Like a surge of heat, from sipping a cup of tea, a somewhat hug to the soul.
A reassurance, without confirmation.
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