Yesterday I was having a coffee in my apartment in the afternoon, and between so many hours of silence and reflection, I love to be like this, alone with my coffee, absorbed in my thoughts, for moments in nothing, just savoring my well-seasoned coffee, and to my liking, it's like a rosary of gratitude, to sit and thank, until that moment, with myself. Here I share with you, certain truths, that give me that peace, that my heart feels. Every day I care less, what people think about me, I focus on the people I love. It's easy for me to learn from my mistakes without flogging or punishing myself.On this path that I walk, it is not about arriving, but about walking differently, about repeating, integrating, flourishing. A community walks and makes itself known, I think about it, because one knows when things are reciprocal, who loves one, in fact even one knows when love is to see who does it better, not who does it worse. In this sense, when we finish doing things, we should end up doing them for ourselves, not for others. Those gestures that we receive from others, put me in that fabric of doubts, where of imps: "What a beautiful detail", "how beautiful this" "how good that message". And that's where that wheel starts, which if it's not reciprocal, it doesn't work, it doesn't work. One knows in which section the people are in our heart and one knows where one dwells in the hearts of others. >People are not pessimistic for pleasure. It is usually the fear that dreams will not come true... but giving up on dreaming just for fear of not achieving it is very sad. It doesn't matter to me, not to be in all the things; today I understand that if I'm not invited, it wasn't my turn to be, in the end, I criticize a little, and I close that chapter. I love sincerity, I surround myself with similar people who respect, are empathetic and generous, that generates confidence and stability for me. I don't think anyone should give up their right to dream. But to achieve them it is necessary to have your feet on the ground to know that you must work for them and that they do not come to be fulfilled for free. Gratitude is always greater than love, and we have to be grateful for everything. It's a way of even faking dementia and remembering only what is valuable..., OOPS and one knows. Why am I so determined to be loved? >To fit in, to be accepted... To the extent that I am more tolerant and flexible with myself and my shadows, I may have a better willingness to change them. Definitely this coffee, it's a pause, a reminder that I'm exactly where I need to be. Simple, clear and simple, it's September, Thanksgiving, Christmas, the end of the year is coming, and life knows it... Janitze 💐