Everyone is on a mission. The pursuit for happiness, a mission to find a missing piece of themselves, something and anything to make them complete. Some find it in the depths of a bottle, others in the joy that comes from the rising of each new day, some find it in the hands of their little children and others find this missing piece in their secluded lifestyle.
There is beauty in everything, in the little things about life, the toughest things about life and the satisfaction of just breathing in and out.
Anything can be described as beauty, the pains from losing a loved one and the joy that time brings to heal you.
If there is one thing I know, it’s the beauty I have found in the faces of the people I have come to see daily, strangers that walk pass me every day, little details I grasp from looking at them and smelling the air that follows them. These are the beautiful things of life.
I fall a little bit more every day, the stranger the better. The beauty in mankind and the beauty in everything I see in the world.