Happiness is a warm gun

That's what the Beatles would say. I'd say today was a hell of a great day! Not that anything extraordinary happened. It was simply a nice not-too-cold-not-too-hot usefull and bright-colored day.

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I mean, you don't have to win a billion dollars to make that day a remarkable one (well, ok, I'd say it would help a little), sometimes all you have to do is enjoy the little pleasures of life like singing outloud (not worried about being out of tune), reading a poem (one you can actually understand, not necessarily one that fits the Shakespearian nerd language*), spending a little more money on things your mother would never let you spend when you were a child, like the games with Street Fighter, Daytona and all those kinds of crap.

Happiness may be about receiving a letter from someone you love (that explains the image! :O), or either sending a letter to someone you love. It may be about letting the rain wet your shoes, your clothes and your hair and not complaining about it.

And oh no no no, it doesn't mean you don't have worries or complainings on these days. Today, for example, I had this huge fight that turned out to be just one more excuse to make this day one of the greatest days of my whole life :D

*Please, Shakespeare's fans, don't judge me. I've already read Macbeth, Hamlet and A Midsummer Night's Dream and there's really nothing wrong about it (i like it!). There's only wrong with people that understand everything he meant with his books (yeah, these people I don't like :])

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