How does it feel to be okay? How does it feel to be liked? How does it feel to be minimally admired? How do you feel today? I will tell you about me. I feel nice, okay, comfortable, good and confident. I just want to keep this in mind in order to be like this more times. I just need to remember, or if the memory fails, I just need to read it again. And certainly think about what it meant in the past, what it is meaning just right now. I am sure I can remember that! It is very easy: how does it feel to have lots of things in your personality that can interest such perfect person from very far from your home place? How does it feel to know that other cultures can like you? How does it feel to know that someone with such a different background could maybe be the perfect one? And then, mostly fantastic, how does it feel to know that that person at least admires you as a person? It feels great. Even if with more days we could become evil persons. Because then I just lay down and relax; my first impressions are [almost] never wrong and “we live with the qualities and we learn to live with the bad ones”.
If a small and sweet supposed “angel” liked me, then why couldn’t the normal beings like either? Yes that’s it. Let’s keep this text for the future, let’s keep it as a guarantee for me of my possible value. Being accepted intellectually and maybe more, in not just my culture is something comfortable. For now it is relaxing, it is reflective, it is happy. Anyway let’s just hope that the same can be felt by you. Let’s hope that all I said, all I’ve done [or I haven’t] and all I showed just allowed you to feel the most fantastic person I knew for a long time. Why do you look like the perfect harmony between external and internal beauty? I want you to feel special, I want you to be yourself and then to cast a smile to me! And tell me without talking that you heard what I haven’t said about you. Tell me with your kind voice, again, that I am special and wait for me to tell you that you will always be! Just tell me now, perfectness, how does it feel?
