when a road builder lays down tar on the road he does it becuase he needs money to feed his fmaily, beucase it helps other pole to get to their familys.. becuase we rae all one fmaily.. an underneath all the hype and sensationalism and stereoypes..the only reaons anyone is living is becuase somone esle put love into something... you're sitting where you are right now.. becuase siomone built that chair.. beucase some tree grew to be cut down.. beucase the rain fell to make the tree grow...just becuase......its what you wanted.
Yes. It's all of the above It's about been blisfully unaware. About the beauty in the madness. About the happiness of been stuck in traffic, when the thunderous sky reflects the silver light of the sun. And the warmth of the two of you sat in that queue send the drops back whence they came blessed with joy to wash anothers sorrows and bring them glee at the simplicity that it is - love.
