i am currently having a hard time. i might not be able to see friends for a few weeks.
i hope my friends will be patient and not misunderstand me.
the two things i really hate are unnecessary pressure and feeling misunderstood.
and i also know that hate is really just a form of fear...it's true, i do fear those things.
i am still unable to see my friends or even spend time with myself in a nourishing way, but i can see some peace and rest coming on the horizon.
...i'm almost there!
Journal of a Solitude, May Sarton
Desert Solitaire, Edward Abbey
The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa
so painful to be always at the starting point...
...I hate to be so self-conscious...I don't care if it's lousy. The only way to learn to write is to write....
The most precious thing is vitality...just the will + the energy + appetite to do what one wants to do + not be "sunk" by disappointments...
Aristotle is right:
happiness is not to be aimed at, it is a by-product of activity aimed at—