Dear Universe,
Thank you again for another day of passion. Even if maybe the time for being in the flow has been that abundant today, maybe it matter the quality of that time, it matters that I kept the sparkle alive somehow. I’m always struggling with too many things and too little time, but maybe that’s just a skewed perception of mine: things develop with their own time, and maybe it’s me that I’m a little impatient, ’cause I’d like to have results straightaway in terms that are convenient for this world but not maybe for the world of the ultimate truth.