Happy people going to the beach, is something to be.

Love is a warm wind that slowly gathers in your chest cavity, perhaps inside the beating heart, love is an endless pink sea and palm trees, a realm a fantasy, kissing and sinking and finally a deep melting kiss.

I must confess, Thank You!

Change the narrative about the baloon!

Love can make everything better.

Peace is a better sun tan lotion and chapstick, when compared to hate lotion and war chapstick.

You can play hate music, but I prefer you went dancing with your friends in the park to joyful tunes.

It looks like the war in Ukraine is to some extend over, but not finished.

The man toned his abs in less than a minute!

I would argue that peace allows for greater sophistication.