Is it really worth running against all odds, putting all the effort of your life, and your charachter, on this purpose?
Scents, photons, tiny electrical impulses, almost mistical fellings.
Some people grab all of our hability to sense the world around us by the lappels, make us focus strictly on their existence, without even asking for permission. Time loses its meaning... This is indeed against the odds, I'd say. It's not something to happen everyday, requires a damn rare partial match. Partial...
Partial...
Happiness is all about winning the lottery twice. The search for full-duplex magic is not for the faint of heart.
by B.M.Ruiz
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