Pretty Things

Had perfect pizza with my friend dbd tonight.  Driving home the sun was blinding and bright in a paintbox sky.  And I thought how beauty makes us feel good.  A song or poem or drawing or the sunset makes us feel good.  And sometimes it's so beautiful, it takes your breath away, makes your heart skip a beat.  It just washes all the bad things away.  I know it's just an illusion really and it only lasts for a moment but it does feel good.