Out on the Egyptian desert it was so bright that you would go blind looking into the distance. The desert is so hot, that all of the water nearby would evaporate in a flicker. Everything is silent. Everything is isolated. Until a tiny scorpion scuttles across the scorching sand, as if everything is exceptional, as if all the worries in the world turns into candy, each time anything bad struck its small mind. His life was perfect. Although the world can be a depressing place it feels content, fulfilled. He is so joyful that you could possibly just see him skipping, but what scorpion can skip... only this one.

Happiness in extraordinary places