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Delayed Greetings

I've found out lately that happiness might be anything for anybody at any time, ranging from the trivial to the essential, because each of us is really different. Nothing extraordinary to come up with a conclusion like this! For me, at this late hour, being happy is staying alive, the released mind, the relationship of souls and sharing the same perception with the people around you above all, after all other things die in a coma, for instance, feeling myself at its right site, untouched and sensitive again and capable of laughing, sensing the heartbeat and perceiving the outer world – whatever it means for you; Happy Christmas and New Year 2010 then!