Joining Army With Eczema

Inconsistency made word of smiles and people.

remembered what makes me really happy. There are exits to dance, not overeating, not a movie. Not so. (Although I want to clarify that I like all these things)

My happy moments result in the company of good people, good conversation, an invitation to laughter. A little mixed with impulsivity complicity contagious. A good song accompanied by a coffee. Walking under the trees in autumn is the best.
By a twist of fate I discovered that laughter can not be replaced by forced smiles. The "just for the photo" is a useless lie, the real laughs are reflected without posing. Displaying
many pictures, I remembered the past (though not so past) people who are far away and strange. Those people who are able to get a laugh without much effort, those people who give me no room for sadness.
are friends with whom I share the ideals of the future, dreams, projects and ambitions. And they're away.
Not that I appreciate my close friends, but it's a difficult feeling to explain, as being surrounded by many people without the clarity of being accompanied. It's like a song says, sitting away from each other (despite the proximity). I think I've seen face to face the cold and has a horrible face.
I need a bucket of cold water on the face, to clear the mind and awakening.