May 25

These days have been dramatically different from all the past 2 months

in the sense that I,

after enthusiastic exchanges of messages on a daily basis,

have finally returned to where I initially was: solitude.

I just do not know why life can change so ridiculously instantly,

but maybe this is

what real life is.

However beautiful a flower is,

it is doomed

to die off.

It is doomed

to become nothing.

Can we complain?

What can we complain of?

On this journey of life,

it is best to travel in the company of a soul mate who,

under

any circumstances,

never,

never,

forsakes us.

But if we have no choice but to travel alone,

even

at nights of thunderstorms,

then we simply cannot afford

to be without courage,

confidence and,

most important of all,

the ability to be the best mate for ourselves.