❝I hope you find a cozy home in yourself instead of wishing you were more this or less that. I hope you see something in yourself worth loving and protecting. I hope you find something that brings you comfort and lessens the loneliness. I hope you go on long walks and drink your favourite tea. I hope you have books, daydreams, paintbrushes, music and other escapes to hold on to when you have nothing else. I hope you continue to try even when you’re tired and can’t see the end. I hope unexpected good things come to surprise you. I hope you meet someone who lights up your life and makes up for all the goodbyes and endings that came before. I hope you’re going through your day and feel a sense of lightness all over and wonder to yourself, maybe it’s all going to be alright. I hope you make yourself proud. I hope you make new memories full of warmth and peace to replace the bad ones. I hope your heart will be surrounded with flowers, trees and stars. I hope everything gets better for you.❞
“There is neither happiness nor unhappiness in this world; there is only the comparison of one state with another. Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss. It is necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live… the sum of all human wisdom will be contained in these two words: wait and hope.”
— Alexandre Dumas
Poucas coisas me deixam mais feliz do que quando alguém tem algo gentil a dizer sobre os meus hobbies. Gostar de uma página de um journal, de uma roupa que fiz, deve ser como os pais se sentem ao ouvir elogios a um filho. Não sei a razão; é menos vaidade (acho quase tudo o que faço no máximo básico) e mais esperança de que essas coisas tenham algum valor intrínseco e eu não seja apenas uma louca que se cerca de objetos e atividades inúteis cujo único propósito é preencher o longo espaço de tempo daqui até o fim.