As always, my subconscious is ten steps ahead of me picking my way, and although not the first time it happens does not cease to amaze me.
It's like those movies where things are happening that make no sense and understand that there is a final because it is as if a puzzle and figure slowly began to take shape. Just to put the pieces without realizing that this is not just a movie, the puzzle is only my own life.
I suppose I should do what you do when you see a good movie, I should not try to find logic to situations because for me to be thinking that it will lose the plot interesting. I guess I should do the same thing you do when you are putting together a puzzle, I must not try to force parts because it can fit, but we will remove your way and perhaps for my despair need to start arming again.
The only thing left is to follow that advice so helpful and that simple, I find it so complicated: not despair.
I have to start to enjoy the show, lest the movie is finished and to be trying to understand as this fit into the story I missed the important moments. I have to start trusting the pieces fit, that my instincts tell me where to put them, and when finished I can enjoy them satisfied with my effort and I can get away for a moment to contemplate what I've assembled.
is what I do now, I will retire for a moment. Now that this part of the puzzle is in place, now that I understand because the pieces were arranged that way, now that I'm clear again that there is someone up there knows what I think even before I think, and more stubborn, ungrateful, stubborn and reluctant that makes me sometimes, even Berriche do, do not let me put the pieces where they fit, will not let me get ahead of the film. That is one reason why I have not a single reason to complain.
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