one piece of advice
a man who has not walked a single mile knows better than any other how to survive the world's rain, and he'll never forget when he finally did. he walks slowly, day by day, but he never stops walking. this is what makes him a better friend, and it will never change.
the power of a smile
a smile is not just an expression; it's a journey. when you see someone smiling, you can't help but feel like they're watching you. that smile is a testament to their kindness, a reminder of how much we all depend on one another.
the end of the world
one day, i was sitting in front of my computer, staring at a blank screen. no message, no sound. just... nothing. i thought, "this is it." i decided to play around with something simple: sending a single message to myself. within seconds, i received a response that seemed completely different from what i had hoped for. the first line was an empty text: "you're welcome to share any thoughts or ideas you have about this matter." the next line was identical: "i'm sorry. this has never been my business. take your time and read it properly." after a few hours, i finally received a message that said, "this is why. sometimes, the world doesn't act as i expect. sometimes, we have to leave it alone until we're ready for something new." i replied with some of the same messages: "you're welcome to share any thoughts or ideas you have about this matter. take your time and read it properly. but please don't just stop there. keep going. stay focused. because i'm always here, waiting for you when it's right."
the art of leaving behind
when i finally got online after 20 years of being stuck in my desk, i found myself searching for the message that had been on my screen since i started writing this. i read through the messages again and again, checking if any of them matched what i thought they were. one by one, i discovered the most familiar ones: "you're welcome to share any thoughts or ideas you have about this matter," repeated over and over again. it wasn't just me; i was the only person who would read those messages beyond a certain point.
the end of the world
the world, once so bright and full of possibilities, now seemed to be in shades of gray. no one could see through its clouds anymore, but it wasn't just about whether i was there; it was about how i wasn't there. sometimes, i couldn't see anything because everything around me was hidden behind walls or clouds. I couldn't wait to leave, the world closing in on me as fast as a shadow did. i sat down at my desk, feeling a strange sense of emptiness. no one could see through its clouds anymore, but it wasn't just about whether i was there; it was about how i wasn't there. sometimes, i couldn't see anything because everything around me was hidden behind walls or clouds.
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