I swear sometimes, we are just so caught up in what we want we forget about what we have. I don’t understand how we as human beings take a breath and don’t see the beauty in this world. We should feel lucky and nonetheless thankful for the music of the ruffling trees and barking dogs. There is only one thing left to do, and it’s to live. Live because there is nothing more spectacular than life itself. And we only have so long before it’s all gone. Before it’s all over and you’re passing stories down from the word of mouth to your grandchildren. Let your skin breathe in the specs of dust and clean air; let your eyes wander to the love in a park bench.
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