Sometime life seems too busy.
We run and run and run and run.
There is no time to stop for a while and smell the roses.
It gets to a point where we are mentally exhausted.
A point where all we want to do is lay down in a green peaceful valley or lay down in a quiet snow storm.
Where life doesn't seem worth living because you never took the time to stop and smell the roses.
We take the little things for granted.
It's not our faults, really.
It's human nature and society that makes us go go go.
But when we finally get the chance to stop and smell the roses, we realize life is so much more than go go go.
Life is smelling the roses.
Life is seeing the veins in each individual petal.
Life is noticing the the points on each thorn.
Life is
Life is
Life is