A letter from the future

Hey, you little guy. Stop it. Breathe! Feel the scent of lilacs, baby's skin and strong morning coffee. That perfume that reminds you of the odor of your loved ones. Feel the smell of a standing cabinet open after a long journey. Touch it! Push those palms cracked from the past in the clay of your future life. Touch with your palm someone's neck vein, feel the living being in that person. Stick your nails in the sheets that you fumbled with someone by rolling in them. Remember the feeling under the cheekbones when you cross your thumb over someone else's lips. Dream! Know that things in life are not what they look like, but the way you imagine them. That's why the cheapest house for a homeless person can be the most beautiful home. That is why even the saddest rain for farmers can be a blessing. Because he does not live in what he sees at the moment, but in the belief that what the situation currently is, it can be better. So if you want to be better, imagine that. Don't just repeat the things the way they are.

Do not worry! Do not be afraid of people. Do not expect to be loved, but decide to love. Do not be afraid! You did not love anyone in vain because love extended your heart and the next time you will love even harder. You have never suffered in vain, because pain teaches you how to cherish well-being. You never lost because losing is just a beginner lesson on which the winners are made. Feel it! Look at the eyes of the world, but look at it with your soul. Feel people with your hands, but touch the man with your soul. Listen to the words with your ears, but understand the message with your soul. This painful day in which your body burns, once will be a spring from which you will emerge. Better. Not because the time heals, but because the soul did not bother.