What is it that seems to be so tired, inside of you?
Not even a damn you give to your own thoughts, to your life.
Everything seems to be a so boring re-run of your ancient days, everything seems to be already proved, tasted, done and forgotten again; why do you keep on living like this?
There were no gains, there were no earnings... life is just worth living for the moments that you've created, for the joy of doing things, for the caressing days when everything had a taste, and it was sweet because of your touch, because of your interest in it, because of you dedication and Love.
Now it seems you are your own enemy, a mirage on a desert, a dried figure of the one you used to be... Why feel yourself so miserable and weak, why punch yourself up to get a knock-out and to leave the ring?
Take care of your days, before they're turned to a nightmare invited to live by your side forever in your mind. Be careful and do not step where the despise and envy have stepped on before, do not open your windows to the cold wind that blows away the peace, the confidence, the joy and the innocence of the earliest days; from when you had joined a philosophy that everything's worth if I stare at it with my gentle and intelligent eyes.
The sun obeys a route, but it is the Earth that goes in round, so, watch to the things the way things are, no matter how they appear, there is always another way to see how things happen... Most of times it is your eyes that do not understand, it is your feelings that are turned to harsh enough...
Every little music, a writing, a meal, a talking, a work... every little moment spent on any activity must be appreciated and the dedication must come from the heart, so you may understand its real meaning, its real value. And it is valuable each moment that we spend o Earth. It is just see, it is just feel. There is nothing sadder than the disdain, there is nothing more regrettable than the anger and the hate on doing anything. Because there is no reason for being stupid once life is here for us only, and that is us who make it worth, now and later, to remember.
Do not consume yourself in foolish fears; do not give up your pleasures. Remember how and why, but do not ask what it is worth doing for, do it, just do your best, sure enough that you've never failed to yourself.
I was told, long ago, and it was my friend's words, the most useful words that I've heard in life:
"Anything you are going to do, do it throughout, up to its end, and do not leave anything unfinished. And, when you are asked for doing anything, you'd better offer no thing than offering a defective result instead."
Because the world has no time to re-build, the world does not admit fails, once anything is done, you have to take the responsibility on it, it is not possible to rewind the scene and to do it best one next time.
And it is the same about you, your memories are going to last forever and it is up to you only, the chance of making them really count, as much as in the present like in the future.
There is no reason for being out of you; there is no reason for throwing away the life. Live it. By the real meaning of Life.
The best compliment of all, the one that will never fade or vanish thru the years, is the one that you offer to yourself whenever you may start and finish a good job, no matter how great, no matter how small, you can't lose touch with your soul. There is no worst fate than living in the island of the forgetfulness, always in the waiting for a next boat that sails to a never reachable destiny. Infelicity does not knock on our life's doors, it is a living creation, it is like a step son who we may breed inside and beside our chests. And, as it was said once in a song: "Misery likes company", and being in touch with this day by day, nobody can help himself from growing in anguish and pain.
Take a breath, relax your shoulders and drawn a line of a smile on your lips; because it is time to re-born, it is time to feel again and to give you a chance of knowing the other side of the Truth.