The Wolf that barked to many times

There is a kind of contentment that comes from knowing too little, from seeing the world as it truly isn’t. It is the happiness of understanding that life is a grand adventure, made up of a series of small, significant moments, that love is a fairy tale, event though it’s a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness can be a permanent state, leading to a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound inclusiveness, a sense of being part of the world, and all the people, including oneself.