This should not be this way. but this is what happened to me. the last time when I so want something, I’m so sure. I’ve got it now, but I’m still debating with myself whether I could finish it or not. something in my head continues to meet and enliven the debate for the sake of argument that should not have happened. but there’s what happened to me. I spent half of my time to argue. I do have to take risks. as usual in every my process I shout towards something. I have to work hard for a miracle. miracle that I put myself alone, not them. I just need to understand the miracle of life fully when I allow things unexpected to happen. it’s about why I have to constantly look for reasons why I’m not happy. but clearly, the God gave me the sun, is also a time when we are able to change everything that makes us unhappy. I should not pretend not to experience it, consider the time did not exist, that today the same as yesterday and tomorrow will be different.
I should really pay attention to my life, and hope to find that magic moment. that can occur when we do something trivial. might like to prepare children to face the door key in the lock; right away to hide in silence just after lunch, or in a thousand and one things that we looked alike. but when it’s there, when all the star power to be a part of us and allows us to look, and look at the journey we have traveled it with pride and confidence. and this should have happened to me. as it appears in paragraphs Paulo Coelho. a novelist who always flashed in my head when I think about life.