If you wanted to, anything would be possible.

February has come to an end, and with it, another block of history that will be immortalized on the blockchain of life. After my usual disappearances, mostly caused by sudden depressions that come at the most inconvenient times because they almost always happen when I am at the top, I have finally found peace and happiness in what I am doing.

For the first time in many years, I feel proud of myself. I feel that I have regained that confidence in myself that appeared in flashes, but never became a constant. It is the discipline and the willingness to do things, even when the mood is not high, that have somehow put me on the right path that I feel is correct.

I won't sing victory though. It has only been a month. One of the mistakes I have made throughout my life is overvaluing victories. Do we have to celebrate and have self-love when we win? Absolutely. However, there are victories that make us feel so full that we are satisfied. That feeling of fullness can feed conformity, making us forget that winning a battle is not winning the war.

Maturity also has a significant influence on the decisions we make, especially how we handle experience. Humans are destined to make mistakes. We came to fail, but also to learn. The question is, how much should we err to truly learn a lesson? Can we afford to make many mistakes? It is difficult. It is complex. It is relative. It is conditioned. Because, yes, it is possible that we may remain in an infinite loop of mistakes that can suck the hell up our whole life or spend a necessary amount of time to acquire the needed experience to move forward.

Something is certain. Totally a fact. If we do not have the will to do things, nothing, absolutely nothing will happen. That is why, as cliché as it may sound, it is in each of us, to a large extent, to change the course of our destiny for the better.

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