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Good day! I hope you are well. You know, it’s illegal to be unwell in some places on Earth, how bizarre when you think about it. It’s healthier to be well and unwell truly and honestly. So rather, I hope you are honest to yourself about your well-being! Have a wonderful day.

chihayajikan:

 His father had a very low voice and very bad hearing. He was used to the voice and could easily hear him, but the other way around didn’t work, but he didn’t mind having to say it three to five times. He loved his father, and nothing could be done about the man’s destroyed body. So even despite the hurdles and difficulties, they managed to live happily together.

On an average day, a regular morning, they had breakfast. The man poked his son, and the boy quickly moved to the seat next to his father, and stopped munching on his food. They lived far away from the city, so the noise of cars wouldn’t get in the way. They didn’t have a TV too, but were they to have one, it’d be turned off too.

“Any news?” The man asked. His weak body couldn’t afford a more proper sentence, so he relied completely on his son’s understanding capability.

“Hmmm, today I…” The man shook his head. It meant he couldn’t hear the boy.

“Today I…” Again, the man shook his head. Every time he couldn’t listen, his expression turned grim, the pain of not managing to hear his own son’s normal voice hurt him greatly.

The boy grabbed his notebook and a pen, but after he wrote “today,” the ink started failing and he decided to go find a pencil. As he moved to fetch it, their doorbell, which actually happened to be a siren, so when the boy wasn’t home, his father could still hear it, ringed. The boy got his pencil, wrote the message and ran to his father, who was by the door with a person whose face was covered in bandages. His father turned around, and though they were distant, he could hear what he said:

“I’ll be going out for a while.”

It was the first and only lie his father ever told him.

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07thexpansionresourceandetc:

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softerworld:

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nubbsgalore:

photos by (click pic) michael poliza, dennis fast and matthias brieter of polar bears amongst the fireweed in churchill, manitoba. the area has the largest, and most southerly, concentration of the animals on the planet. in late summer and early fall the polar bears make their way to the hudson bay, waiting for it to freeze over so they can hunt for seals on the ice. but every year, the ice is forming later and later, forcing the polar bears to go hungry for longer. (more polar bear posts

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FAF Dassualt Rafale by lloydh.co.uk, on Flickr

stunningpicture:

Rakotz Brücke, Germany [915x610]