Life is extraordinary. The smile one receives from a stranger. The nod from another. The birdsong waking one up in the early hours of the morning. Falling asleep to birdsong has always been the best lullaby for me. The trees I pass underneath on my way to work, the little flowers in the grass outside my office. A good walk with a good friend as the sun sets on the village and the sky is turned into a mixture of pink,orange and blue. Extraordinary indeed. The little things that happen every day make the less frequent bad stuff that happen in everyone's lives bearable, make the continuation of the everyday doable. Its extraordinary that we forget about the small things so quickly, and focus on the fewer and further apart less fortunate and disappointing events of our lives..
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