Te volví a soñar,
perfecto como eras,
Con tus "te quiero" y "me gustás"
Me desperté, miré el techo
Seguí viviendo.
"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand." -Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
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