cloudy days。

~ taken at Park Retiro, Madrid

Checking out the update on each others’ lives simultaneously happening at the same time, I thought:

Isn’t it wonderful? That we are all learning and growing at different places, at different phases of our lives, through different activities, that we all hope to become better people through all the experiences that we gain, through all the footprints that we leave behind.

We’re always busy, but because we’re busy, something is happening. That we’re changing. That nothing stays the same.

And it feels so much easier after pouring all the pent-up unhappiness to my home, my refuge that I sometimes run to. Too much unhappiness is cancerous. Happiness is my dope.