I have a wiser self.
The one that acts as the soothing inner voice when I miss an exit on the longest highway. The one that asks me to check my heart on the mirror once in a while and fix the flaws, not hide them.
The one that tells me to live silently, work on things that matter in the mundane world. The one that suggests me to be a true friend to friends and to be present in each others’ lives, for years, not for a month or a year, not only on Facebook. Continue reading “Thanking the wiser self”