Hash Tags Asterisk In Happiness

How many days now, that I have been busy wasting around town up and down like a rookie clown that I was, above the ground? Yet, I still am clownish, if truth to be told, mind you. Why for the matter of unsteady heartfelt, I designed myself as a clown posing impromptu, quite a wee bit astoundly decent, law abiding human being are losing grips on the right direction in life? As per what a normally functions individual would have as a goal to be achieved in life. Take love for example because every single soul that lives, are longing and yearning plus wanting to love someone so much beloved by everyone. Is it not? Certainly nope for me, I suppose. Right here, in these hundreds area of cubic metres wide range of space, right now, glimpses through the corner of my right eye, lover of mine across universes, are laying back her body on top our queen size mattress bed full of the brightest colours I have ever withstand in truly kindly simply sincerely the most chock-full beautifully orchestrated completely roxy lady. Some usual notions could be understood by saying, nothing is never enough and of course that is not going to be getting fine with me because between I and my, throughout light nor dark, having her around my existence is always serene. So when I stare into the mirrored glass somewhat time in the late night falls, failure to bring me down along comes the details that carve a smile accordingly my face statement from her glows of eyes surely reminds me about the nature of my being thus, just human. Therefore the sentiment in question beforehand, now has voided any significance on the subjected clown.