youngblood

Are the fireworks gonna get your shit together?

waking up to the sunrise on a winter morning. You pull on a cosy sweater and wrap your hands around a cup of tea, the warmth of the sun makes you feel a bit content, everything else lies silent, a moment for yourself. Tiny butterflies and ladybirds on leaves, the gentle cold breeze, the birds fill the air with their melodies, laying on the grass and basking in the sunlight. Everything feels ok, you feel at peace for the first time in forever. You realize happiness is a combination of small things.