sometimes i just sit and think about how crazy it is to be here right now, to be me in this exact moment.
every choices i made brought me here, writing on this page. i could’ve been riding a horse in the
pampas or selling crack in a shady street now but i’m not. i guess we all have some kind of vocation,
something that calls us and that we can’t live without, like an old japanese man takes care of his
bonsai or a young artist takes care of his portfolio.
there are some days in which i feel like i’m nothing and i feel like a burning candle with little wax left but
then i remember that the melted wax solidifies and becomes wax again. so do i have to make everything ok?
i think everything's already pretty much ok. it took years to become who i am, it took years to become
who you are. Psalm 46:10 says, "Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth." so why would i worry?
one saying that’s been on my mind a lot recently is "you may not be where you want to be
but you are exactly where you are meant to be."


just smile, have you smiled today? your smile is art