Humor is often subject to sudden changes, distressing moments of despair alternating with euphoria and improvised at all justified.
Today, after a quiet day at work and a quick session the beautician, I came home I was relaxed and I have unfortunately decided to poison the mind and to bury the mood by reading some poems by Emily Dickinson, a woman who thought more in fantasy than in reality, and has spent his life locked in her room giving birth poems, obsessed with love stories ever lived and scared to death.
browse and read some excerpts I found that I nno me thinking, this is the one:
"I had never seen the sun I could bear the shadow but the light has added to my desolate desert unheard of. "
From here a reflection obvious: as long as we stay in our shell, our lives seem almost bearable and sometimes brilliant, but when we open our eyes and live uplifting experiences, return to everyday life is difficult and everything seems more sad and gray. ... Consider a trivial example, when you return from vacation, people are depressed and the anxiety gripping our first few days of normalcy.
But at this point I will quote another poet of international fame: my mother. In his endless wisdom gave me a book by placing a dedication on the front page:
"Appreciate what you have and treasure"
And tomorrow is another day.
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