Whoever thought to paint a smiley face on a silo, brilliant.
Its located in the small town where I went to highschool. Drove by it countless times, though it never really struck me as an object of importance. Until today. Stopped me dead in my tracks. I smiled. So simple.
Things, words, actions, feelings, mean nothing until you’re ready for them. Open your eyes to see what has always been there.
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