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At work.
Faaaar away
On a quest.
Sitting at my desk, climbing mountains and exploring caves and crossing rivers and skipping through meadows of orange flowers on a quest for the definition of happiness.
My new project.
Just for myself.
Why?
I have happiness.
But I need MORE.
I need ALL of it.
ALL the happiness in the world.
What makes people happy?
Being loved for who they are.
When their talents are appreciated by others.
Flowers.
Sunshine.
Intricately detailed shadows of trees on the sidewalk. Swaying in the wind onto the ground, against the skin.
Barefoot walks. Sand, water, cold grass tickling with every step, smooth warm textured rocks.
The purity of nature. Untouched, seemingly infinite landscapes.
Wonder and magic. Stories of the unexplainable and surreal, the incredibly beautiful.
"... going somehwere, wholeheartedly, one-directionally, without regret or reservation." -William H. Sheldon
At work.
Faaaar away
On a quest.
Sitting at my desk, climbing mountains and exploring caves and crossing rivers and skipping through meadows of orange flowers on a quest for the definition of happiness.
My new project.
Just for myself.
Why?
I have happiness.
But I need MORE.
I need ALL of it.
ALL the happiness in the world.
What makes people happy?
Being loved for who they are.
When their talents are appreciated by others.
Flowers.
Sunshine.
Intricately detailed shadows of trees on the sidewalk. Swaying in the wind onto the ground, against the skin.
Barefoot walks. Sand, water, cold grass tickling with every step, smooth warm textured rocks.
The purity of nature. Untouched, seemingly infinite landscapes.
Wonder and magic. Stories of the unexplainable and surreal, the incredibly beautiful.
"... going somehwere, wholeheartedly, one-directionally, without regret or reservation." -William H. Sheldon
