Pleasant Things.

Excellent when a morning begins with joy (even if it is a joy of your dog), and with a cup of good Italian coffee from the nearest coffee shop. Well, it's nice to wake up early and write my first post on this day in a paper notebook, not on the computer. It’s nice to have a long and thoughtful walk. It’s nice to hide myself from the rain under old and wide trees.

A Strange Feeling.

Sometimes I don’t want to go abroad but somewhere in the wilderness of the country. I want to go away from everything and everyone to be closer to nature. I have never had a craving for the rural lifestyle, but it's really nice to me. Village life is quite different. The impression is that eternity is breathing with full breath in parallel with modernity here. You’ll never feel the same in the city.

Wise Joke About Problems

There is a good joke about problems. If you have no problems, check your pulse then. Don’t we complain too much? Don’t we think about our unhappiness too much? Well, we complain and think. Are we right? Sure, we aren’t! We must overcome the abundance of our thoughts and feelings and do what we must do. We must build our life, not wait someone to come and build it for us.