Skip a step. Whistle a song even if you are pathetic at whistling or humming songs. I know the sweat is trickling down the nape of your neck, but who cares. you have now and whats more beautiful than now? To tell you the truth, nothing. So sing that happy song that plays in your head whenever you look at your childhood photo albums.Smile at that stranger on the street from your way back home from work. I know its been a tough day at work, but cheer up sweetychums because this day, this wind blowing in your hair, the birds chirping in the twilight, nothing is going to be there again. Its all here. Its all now. Its all happening.
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