Outiside is snowing.
Once in a while is not snowing also inside. Myself.
I feel beloved, I feel in the right place, at the right moment.
Despite my mistakes, despite what I could do more, despite being a human, a man in the world.
I don't know what happiness is, but I feel so close.
Even just for a moment.
Even what I have in my mind, in my body, in my blood.
Even if.
EVEN OUR.
