to write love during my day,

 

I keep looking at different things in my daily life, and I am often amused. So many little things happen, some that turn your day around, be it good or bad. There are moments that are soon forgotten, kind of like those irriating bugs that keep buzzing around your head, but others, so perfect and so precious, you can't help but replay it over and over in your head. The worst kind, are the ones that in a second, you feel completely beaten and small. Then, after a while, it doesn't hurt as much as it did in the exact moment.
How are we to count and keep our moments? They vary so much in shapes and sizes.
I keep the best ones in my pocket, so when the night ends, I go to bed laughing.