The sun is perfectly warm, and I sit behind a tree to filter those surplus rays blinding my eyes. It's one of those days in which I leave everything behind me and decide to enjoy this random European city with its splendid calm and elegant simplicity. I realised today that no matter what a person has, it is only one blessing that matters most; the blessing of knowing your blessings, of enjoying every one of them like you are having it for the first time. It is the pure enjoyment of sipping some coffee at a local coffeeshop, of walking through your neighbourhood, of meeting a beautiful person, of feeling the orange-coloured warmth on your eyelids as you close them under the sun as if you are doing them for the first time, every time. It is teaching your self the innocence of living, like a child with amusement on his face as he walks his first steps. And the best thing of this all is that we still own the choice to live life this way, this is when routine dissapears and we become the beholders with beauty in their eyes.
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