Veronika waiting for death (veronika decides to die, Paulo Coelho, audiobook)

A brand new day

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Every day I wake up and “pray” that the fire that keeps me going on will not have been extinguished. The day starts slowly, I think about all the problems I was unable to solve, and try to concentrate on the most important ones, hoping that they will either solve themselves alone or that by solving big problems, it will make it up to them, hoping that the balance will be still positive tomorrow. From all the mistakes I did, all that can do is hoping that I will still be able to make it up for them. In the end, with all the mathematics around, hope is all that I have right now.

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A madness called PhD

“The best way to picture a PhD pathway is when someone leaves you alone with a lion in a closed jail without any sort of weaponry, and say, ‘I will come back in 10 minutes, maybe’. Everyone knows how the story will end. The ones that survive, I would say due to luck, are called Doctors, which ironically cannot even be said in a Hospital. I call this madness”

Fonte: https://www.pexels.com/photo/close-up-portrait-of-lion-247502/

The curse

“It is meaningless to be smart,

if you do not have a job”

Dear friend of mine,

Dear estimated and beloved friend of mine,

It hurts a lot even to write down those words, to remember that maybe we shall not talk anymore, or in the best case, which is worst for me, for a long period. I have no idea what happened, since you never told me, you just disappeared. It could be simply a misunderstanding, but it would too much coincidences on the way bearing in mind I have done all that I could to contact you; I intend to respect your silence, thus my limits are feeble. I know that the opposite sex is a problem, which has not been so far; I will not lie, I have dreaming a lot lately regarding you, but I believe it is more worries than something else. My respect for our friendship goes beyond any physical attraction that could eventually raise up, any voice in my stupid head of man. I hope this silence of yours will not last too long. See that friendship loses the meaning when no longer one trusts each other. When I am sad, weak, unable to move on, you are the first and unique soul that comes up to my mind, if it is not the case for you, we found ourselves in our serious problem. In fact, you have been behaving in a different way lately, no so lovely and friendly as you used to be. I have no way to guess if you close up your mind, your problems are also mine, but I have no means of guessing, bearing in mind we are miles apart, oceans and countries full of visas to obtain. 

Our friend now is kept like an outdated website: "kept for historical reasons." Friendships are like smartphones, it useful until the next one, except that smartphones have no feelings. 

Hope hearing from you soon,

Best regards,

From a broken soul,