It dances.
It is like a feather.
It is like that sculpture called bird.
On my way back to Austin after a wonderful thanksgiving weekend with my friend, I realized how little things create happiness. How good it was to be the guest in a warm family and to be thankfull for everything I experience here. This little piece of nature got stuck on the window of our car and stayed there until we entered Austin. It symbolized our hapiness and the simplicity of simply being lucky. It symbolized how fragile memories are and how bad I want to keep them when I return to Europe.
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