Joy.
A warm Saturday afternoon, blowing bubbles in the garden with the children; my five year old niece and 13 month old son. Watching them squeal in delight, chasing after these perfectly round suds floating in the air, reflecting all the colours of the rainbow. And the meaning of life.
Happiness.
Dancing to old vinyls after dinner. Watching my niece rock on to her dad's singing.
Niece// "Who's that singing?"
Her dad/ 'Me."
Niece// "How come it doesn't sound like you?"
Her dad/ "I was alot younger then."
Heh heh heh. Ah, five year olds.
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