Looking at my agenda a moment ago, I was relieved to see that there were very few pages of January left.
I always trust that life will present me with opportunities when I am ready.
With the distance that time gives, I see that what did not prosper before is because it would not have been good for me.
It's not all about skills. Had I taken some paths that were presented to me, I would not have solved what is most important and necessary, finding a lasting serenity regarding who I am.
January always brings me that feeling of urgency, my recurring "I don't have time anymore" before an exam, before summer... an eternal Bikini Op lived in a loop in my teenage years.
Youth gave me the feeling, that if I had had more time, I would have achieved the result I dreamed of.
Few things are sadder than being young and daydreaming being someone else in your own dream.
Now that I have less time ahead of me, I see that it was an absurd impression.
It's like believing that January brings with it a magic spell that will make you play sports, stop smoking and take care of what you eat.
No, January only brings 31 days.
And it seems to me that I am taking advantage of each one of them in what, in my opinion, requires priority every day.
Now, I have no life priorities.
I have daily priorities.
And if the booster dose of the vaccine leaves me without much effect, I will do the same with each of the 28 days that February brings.
Enjoying the lightness of each moment is the lesson that has taken me the longest to learn.
When the student is ready, the teacher appears.
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