martes, 5 de agosto de 2008
Always the love
I remember one morning waking up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurrd to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.
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