Happiness is Easy

Flowers, skirts, ladybugs, sun. What is better for the soul than the glorious return of Spring? The sensation on skin of the warmth of a sun we thought forgotten? How I love this ephemeral season. The magical of rebirth. How I love the way it fills me with that unexplanaible violent feeling of being alive again, possibly deserving a little bit of this humble happiness.

Beautiful yellow roses

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