i may not be rich, or pretty, or super-smart.
... but i understand what makes people laugh, why tears are part of the deal and the joy in little quirky things - in that, the seeds of freedom are sown.
there are many things that make life worth living.
so many little, wonderful things...
the way a song hangs in the air, something you buy at a shopping mall that changes everything, a movie you cant forget, a moment that lasts forever, the taste of some delicious bite on your tongue, a certain stretch of road.
... and all that is only the beginning.
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sometimes in the sadness, you're able to embrace more.
just by knowing what's out there... and in those moments of " this is so awful," you're forced to see how sweet everthing else is.
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sadness is easier because it's surrender.