From some age seasons are passing with amazing speed. Summer,winter, again spring.
In our run to manage our job we forget how to be kids.
We forget the small plesures of life. We forget how it feels to make a snow ball. To put your warm hand into snow, make a snowball and throw it with power. Even with no target.
We are in a hurry to speed through life.
We need to stop for a second and brieth deeply.
Life is more...
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