It’s the most simplest things in the world, that make you turn your head for a double-take. In a society that prides itself on complexity, and ultimately finds that the most complex things fall down the fastest. Thinking that they are strong, and will withstand whatever is thrown at them. But the smallest breeze crushes them down, and grinds them into dust. I love the simple things. I love the small conversations about nothing. A basic thought that can grow into many, and while they all relate, they are all completely separate. A simple touch, that can tell someone exactly how you feel. And in that, I found the joy again. The joy that makes me look through everything that is negative being thrown at me, and know that I will be ok, again.