Almost to mid January, and the snow isn't melting around here much; temperatures in the teens. I tend to hunker down.
“I counted my years and found that I have less time to live
from now on than I have lived until now.
I feel like that kid who won a package of sweets: he ate the
first ones with pleasure, but when he realized there were only a few left he
started to enjoy them intensely.
I no longer have time for endless meetings where statute,
rules, procedures and internal regulations are discussed, knowing nothing will
be achieved.
I no longer have time to support absurd people who, despite
their age, have not grown up.
My time is too short: I want the essence, my soul is in a
hurry. Not many more sweets in the package.
I want to live next to human people, very human, who know how
to laugh at their mistakes and who are not inflated by their triumphs and who
take on their own responsibilities. This is how you defend your human dignity
and move towards truth and honesty
It’s the essentials that make life worth living.
I want to surround myself with people who know how to touch
hearts, people to whom the hard blows of life taught to grow with gentle
touches of the soul.
Yes, I’m in a hurry, I’m rushing to live with the intensity
that only maturity can give.
Not planning on wasting any leftover candy. I'm sure these
will be yummy, a lot more than what we've eaten so far.
My goal is to reach the end satisfied and in peace with my
loved ones and my conscience.
We have two lives and the second one starts when you realize
you only have one. "
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