I have always thought that what matters for me in life besides of the things that make me so happy I cant breathe (ofcourse) are the small things that make these big things happen. Snowflakes make slopes and drops become sea. For that I like to apprechiate these kind of moments, where I feel that I just saw or met something small, that once will have bigger influence. Like today I saw a guy walking at 3 o'clock at night in the middle of an empty street having only one thing in his hand - toilet brush. A new one, still in plastic. He had big mustasche, weird hat and a funny random jacket and he was singing and whisteling at the same time. i found him a wonderful character.
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