When you have time to hear the wind gushing and rustling through the trees and feel it on your face, when the showers of first rain ooze unknown emotions out of you that you were never yourself aware of. When wet wood and sand smell better than your perfume. When you think that a small bird hopping in the rain is the liveliest sight you have ever seen., when even a washed rocky hillside seems to be a beautiful place to be and most importantly when you feel so captured by all this that you think that this is the end and this is how you want to end everything. This is peace, there is a sense of security, there is a sense of life and a sense of ending it without regret .There is a sense of not wanting anything else. There is a sense of eternal stability.
when you dun think that only intimacy and alcohol can cheer you up then that means you still have some sense to be in the melancholy, break it enjoy it and then revert back to it. Every breath taken gives you a sense of achievement. It penetrates so deep that you can feel it touch every organ of the body. It puts a never ending smile on your face, a smile that is not sarcastic, that is not bright but that is merely full of melancholic enjoyment. This sense of self sufficiency is something worth everything in your life and everything that is in your life the good part and the bad part together make it more worthwhile n existent . Ironic eh?
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