Happiness

 

This time let me be happy, didn’t happen anything to anyone, I’m not going anywhere … I’m just happy. In all parts of the heart: walking, writing or sleeping…

The most precious happiness is the one where doesn’t exist no why, no reason. Or maybe the reason is: the act, the ability, to grasp the moment and be, disgustingly and boldly, happy.

Enjoy!

Mi LuMaCa

 

Sunset

 

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