The Core of Love.

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And here it comes again — my birthday. The years pass, people come and go, and hair changes its color. The big parties are memories. The core is what matters.

The core of friends. 1,2,3… I am surrounded by love. Quantity became unimportant; quality makes the difference.

I am touched by being held and thought of. What we do is celebrate the present moment. Joyous, jumping into the cold lake. Again and again.

What is happiness?

Champagne for the Mind #73 — April 25, 2024

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