I like writing early in the morning when my brain's performance best but I also enjoy writing in the evening on Sundays as if I am summing up and as if with a plan for the week to come.
I cannot to get back to that amphitheatre full of people, where I always sit in the same spot and she will intentionally seek my eyes and at some point seeing me realizing she is looking at me gives a warm smile at me or when the difficult points come up she look for my reaction signaling my understanding. The tacit exchanges are always something amaze me. How it can happen between people who do not necessarily come from the same place or share the same codes is wonderful. It's happening to me all the time. Despite my passion for words, there is so much you can learn about a person before speaking to them. I like them already before hearing them speak. Her interest in me got me to invest more attention in her ('stalk' sounds too creepy). For someone who would not normally brag about their achievement showed their credentials in front of you, it is possible that they want you to know, right? And I knew she was different by intuition but did not realize that special!
Seeing the past she's lived, I find myself more 'planable'. I should not stop pursuing my academic achievement, about which I've hesitated for quite some time, particularly because my capacity allows me to go further. ' Stop putting you down' a friend keeps telling me. So I decide to let all my unresolved issues not be in my ways. They can always be dealt with. I don't know if many people tend to underestimate themselves, probably there are. The thing is sometimes people with greater understanding of things are confined by the narrow minds, making their living situation hard, that is when you have to get out. Even in the days I doubt the possibility to escape, I've always known I cannot live with them. Sometimes people are not stupid but choose to be. I am sorry, not an option for me.
