lauantai 19. marraskuuta 2011

I'm not sure if I know what happiness is. I've heard that it's a pleasant state of stagnation, which I find extremely strange. I only feel "happy" when a strong feeling of excitement or hope - often the same thing - touches me. I only feel happy when I'm so excited that it's almost unhealthy; when I wander the streets at night, with a manic smile on my face. To me, happiness is surfacing after weeks of desperation, not floating without a sense of danger.

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