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Yesterday I was at my little shop all alone and it was an absolutely gorgeous day. The sea breeze was blowing through the open windows and the sunlight was flowing through them making everything look even more pretty than it normally does. A song that my Peanut put on a CD for me was playing on my computer where I've uploaded almost 9 hours of music so far. Some of the song lyrics say;
"We don't care about the young folks, talkin' 'bout their young style, and we don't care about the old folks talkin' 'bout the young style too,
and we don't care about our own folks, talkin''bout our own stuff, all we care about is talking, talking only me and you"
...and at that moment I felt like stars could flow from my fingertips if I really wanted them to. I felt immediately and eternally connected to every fond memory I've ever had and to every alluring possibility for the beautiful future. I was exactly where I was supposed to be in that moment and I felt happy. Truly happy.
Here's the song. I hope it makes you happy too.
"We don't care about the young folks, talkin' 'bout their young style, and we don't care about the old folks talkin' 'bout the young style too,
and we don't care about our own folks, talkin''bout our own stuff, all we care about is talking, talking only me and you"
...and at that moment I felt like stars could flow from my fingertips if I really wanted them to. I felt immediately and eternally connected to every fond memory I've ever had and to every alluring possibility for the beautiful future. I was exactly where I was supposed to be in that moment and I felt happy. Truly happy.
Here's the song. I hope it makes you happy too.
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