For someone who has no idea about the nutritional value and price of almonds, a peanut would taste so much better.
On a sunny, sweaty summer day, a shower or a swim in clean flowing water would serve more refreshment than any air conditioned room.
When you desperately need to talk to someone and need to make a call, the phone you are making the call from would make no difference, would it?
A song being played on the radio always has a better abilities to lighten your mood of a sulky day than some song on your playlist,
A swing underneath a tree is exponentially more comforting than a tour in an airplane.
Joy is loving the beauty of the moon knowing that you have nothing to with it, neither can you do anything about it.
The contents of a hand written note, no matter how shabby, will manage to make you smile. e-mails may not always do that.
Bubble wraps are more soothing than acupuncture and acupressure sessions.
Oh well! I am not trying to make any point here. Or maybe I just did, 😉
“What I like in a good author isn’t what he says, but what he whispers.” – Logan Pearsall Smith, essayist (1865-1946)
Till Next Time,