Success is not a landmark, itās a state of mind that manifests into all levels of ourselves, emotional, romantic, financial, spiritual. The highway of success is based on survival skills. ā¦
This time of day tomorrow, I will be lying naked on my back (I asked) on a surgery table with a probably blue medical hat over my hair. No make-up but they agreed to apply moisturizer on my cheeks. I have very dry skin.
I just printed all the legalā¦
Whatās self-improvement? Something that makes you click that follow button? Worship the author? Or a story you forget to clap? While you get busy applying it to your personality, your values, your situation. Something that makes you feel special, and empowered.
Our lives are designed by the blood flow inā¦
Every month, around the 3rd, I treat myself to a delightful Earl Grey tea in a fancy patisserie, with my fun earned Medium money. Sometimes I can afford milk, sometimes I just go for an expresso around the corner. ā¦
What if I told you that anything is possible? That you can regain the same wild energy as the minute you came into this world? That whatever happened to you can be undone?
A few weeks ago, I was lying on the floor, home alone, safe from unexpected visitors.
Theā¦
I was doing okay.
Surviving Christmas and bracing up for Fatherās Day.
But the virus hit one of my uncles.
Although I thought twice.
Made the wrong decision.
Sent a short email.
To my father.
My condolences. For his loss.
We had not spoken in a few years.
After heā¦
A long time ago, in 2018, I met a man who seemed interested in knowing me: he took me to bed.
He was my age, wore clean clothes, didnāt owe money, didnāt do drugs, was really divorced, had had a vasectomy.
I was reluctant to see him again. ā¦
Each time I get a negative biopsy result. Each time I hit the brakes in time. Every evening I come home, every morning I wake up, I know the time will come when we are not that lucky.
Life is my Lover.
Whatever time Life knocks on my door, Iā¦
Itās been a few weeks now, or maybe it started before I noticed it myself?
I thought it was just a crush but itās starting to take a toll. As it wakes me up at night.
A few times. To grab my phone in case you have posted recent content.
Clapā¦
Yesterday I got coronamarleyed (an ex-ex-ex-ex-ex tried to make contact). Not the first one, mind you. But Luciano, I still like.
I started flirting back. But deleted the message. Decided to sleep on it instead. I didnāt. Sleep.
No obvious reason though.
Sure, thereās a pandemic and the rent isā¦
