I want to carry a luggage, and balloons in the other hand.
Just keep on walking.
Everything is in place, just something is not in place. Isn't it remarkable that, that one little thing can make me feel like i have nothing. Splendid.
My happiness jar seems to be on the low side. What shall I do to replenish it?
So maybe this weekend. I'll head over to the museum.
And spend some quiet time by myself. Just listening to the air.
And watch the stars at night.
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