Sometimes it seems as though my best times are had, when I am not thinking about much at all. Armed with a fully charged MP3 player and no set place to go, is when I find the best times spent.
That "Fool" you see walking somewhere, not looking particularly flashy but has the arrogant smile of a celebrity on his face. Wearing sun glasses while it's cloudy, walking with a strut.. you look and scoff. But, sometimes you're brought back to the thought.. "Well, I wonder what was so great about his day? His life?"
Nothing, in particular.
Nothing special at all.
Doesn't mean I can't be happy.
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