When someone's success makes you as happy as if it were your own, you know you've found someone worth holding on to.

It’s January and I’m kicking snow off the ground. I just threw out the flower you made me promise to water, handle with care, because I was too careless, you said. Careless with things and people, around me and behindand I remember being still for just a second or two, thinking that it’s so much easier to leave and start anew, than take care of what’s already here.

Human interaction. The most complicated form of happiness I will never figure out.

Time flows smoother when you are with people you love.