"One cannot celebrate life if he's afraid of death."
This weekend I tried to escape my thinking self and all the worries it had brought to life. I accomplished this, if only for a few moments, by doing what I do best, stuffing myself with sweetness and get visually stimulated.
Sometimes I notice that a certain object or symbol frequently appears during a certain period of time. I used to think of this as a coincidence, but now, in an attempt to make life more magical, I think of it as little gifts from the universe. Through the recurring symbols, or objects, the universe tries to teach something, it tries to make me aware of something that I ought to know. And I started to pay a lot more attention to these moments.