Happiness

Happiness is a tragically difficult topic to write. It seeps into every pore, and quietly settles in the backseat. Only when it has left, do you notice its vacancy. Notice the warm imprint in the cushion. By then, it has blended in the crowd. You won’t even remember its scent.

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