Watching so many couples walking their dogs and parents hiking with their kids, all of a sudden, I feel very calm. I saw two old couples holding hands while the man had a white flower in his other hand. Is he going to give the flower to his wife as a Sunday afternoon gift? Imagination sweets my heart.
Sunshine warms my knees and toes, bugs flying in the air try to find their mates. I am looking at a such beautiful, natural scene. But when I try to step in, I feel like an outsider who doesn't fit in at all. I am alone with my psychology book sitting on a bench. Where is my another half?
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