Snow
It's cold outside, there he is.
Standing in the snow with the letter from his father.
Just found out it was his last letter from his father, regretting for that silly fight about christmasday.
Realizing that is was his last christmas.
Walking between those fast cars thinking and thinking.
What if I stop?
Is it all worth it?
Was it all worth it?
What should I do?
There he was, looking ...
Wednesday 10th November 2021 4:40 pm
Make you feel better
Let's look at ourselfs today, do you love you today?
Look again, what can we do better?
Look again, look good.
We kinda look good today, don't we?
Look at that smile hiding, those twinkly eyes.
If you look even better, we look beautiful.
But we already knew that because we are!
And we need to own it!
Yes.
Wednesday 10th November 2021 2:33 pm
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