A feather for my feet.
Today, the children shared their toys without being asked and made all of us smile.
But I wonder, why doing the right thing most of the times takes more energy, and sacrifice than doing the wrong, selfish thing.
& who actually likes doing the wrong selfish thing? Not majority, but we still do. I still do.
We all wish for no emotional wrinkles, none at all. And catch ourselves looking at the young for their fresh face, excited, light hearts on the brink of discovering the world.