Love* a wildlymisunderstoodalthough highlydesirablemalfunction of theheartwhich weakensthe
brain, causing eyes tosparkle, cheeks to glow and lipsto pucker. (not
mine)
When I was 5 years old, my
mom always told me that happiness was the key to
life.
When I went to school they
asked me what i wanted to
be
when I grew up.
I wrote down "happy."
They told me I didn't understand the assignment
and I told them they didn't
understand life.
not mine