Quality of life has no numbers
Yet statistics tell me i am good.
Money and food i hunt and gather
To reach the end of the month,
Hugs are not measurable and
luckily
renewable.
Science meets poetry
Quality of life has no numbers
Yet statistics tell me i am good.
Money and food i hunt and gather
To reach the end of the month,
Hugs are not measurable and
luckily
renewable.