Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old
Franz Kafka
I love the thought of the beautiful mind. Of embracing the whimsical and naive as part of who I am. Embracing and appreciating the little things & moments in life is the one thing that keeps me going, is my strength - be it the ever changing sky, the air after a heavy rainfall or a pretty little flower that made its way through the Asphalt in the middle of a road. It's my personal meaning of life. Using my senses and savouring the things they notice is my personal meaning of life.
That is what I want to share with you
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