I remember when I was a college student, in one of my more depressed moods, walking along a busy rode. All of a sudden, my bad eye spotted something red. It was a lone red flower in a desert landscape. All I could think of was “stop to smell the flowers”. I did feel better after that.
I remember when I was a college student, in one of my more depressed moods, walking along a busy rode. All of a sudden, my bad eye spotted something red. It was a lone red flower in a desert landscape. All I could think of was “stop to smell the flowers”. I did feel better after that.