when the weather was nice.
I miss my life being exciting and full of smiles and hugs...
I know that we create our own lives and the way we live depends completely on us, but it seems that I lost «something» along the way and I don't know how to get it back. Sometimes I go back in order to find what I lost but after, I realize that was a bad idea because past seems so much better than the present and it makes me feel miserable...
