Monday, April 19, 2010

A Toast to Creating Our Own Definition

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I remember when I used to play with these during PE/recess when I was younger. I always loved looking up when I ran underneath, because it was like looking up into a giant kaleidoscope. The world was illuminated by the bright sun and reflected all sorts of beautiful colors. Nothing else mattered at that moment except running underneath the canopy of brilliant hues. It was simplicity at its best and it can't be rivaled to anything. Except maybe his smile, but that's a maybe ♥

"Cause that's what life is about. It's about the times where you lay in the grass next to someone you love. It's about the color of the sky. It's about a roaring fire on a winter eve. Everybody hurts, everybody bleeds. Everyone laughs, and smiles, and loves. And that's all that it is. There is no meaning to life, it's nothing that can be defined. It's a matter of writing your own definition." (Unknown)

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