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The particular happiness of the lemon cake.
Maybe it’s just the feeling of a fresh lemon cake, or maybe it’s the sparkling thrill when you bake. Maybe it’s the taste, maybe it is not. Maybe it’s just that happy vibe that it has got. But when I was ten and saw mom holding the cake, bringing it in my room, leaving sweet scent in its wake. Only then, and only then could I feel The pure emotion a child’s heart can never conceal.
Happiness so peculiar it’s only felt with the heart. Happiness of the boy who just got his first kart. Happiness of the girl and doll that can be never torn apart. Happiness so innocent, childish and pure, simply a work of art. The cake was mine and only mine. And that’s the last time I felt so divine. Now I’m thirty and working and lying and trying. I tell myself “Be strong!” but I’m just slowly dying. Caught in the spiderweb of adulthood and money. An ugly scene, yes, but isn’t it just funny? How today we are ten, tomorrow we are thirty? Giving it our all when it’s not considered worthy? Oh, how I want to be ten again. Doing whatever I want just because I can. Roaming the street, wondering “What should I do?” Play with my friends, maybe chase a girl or two. You can’t even imagine what I’d give and take Just for one last bite of that cake. I know this may seem a little sappy, but I would do anything just to get a taste of what it was like to be happy.