Beauty is Everywhere

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I commuted to Cambridge this morning at 6 AM in the bitter cold. From the subway, I came above ground for 100 feet, and then ducked back down into the MIT tunnels to keep warm. I walked down the tunnel listening to the wind and the distant hum of machinery. There were several paper letters hanging from the ceiling. I turned to read them: "Beauty is Everywhere." Standing there, I watched the letters sway back and forth and back again, and listened to the wind in the tunnels. It was such an odd thing to see this letters hanging from the ceiling. It made me think, and brought me calm and peace for one beautiful moment.