beautiful night(love)

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Sometimes I have nightmares. I don't know why. Sometimes the dream is good and sometimes the reality is good. It seems to have both. Yesterday I spent brunch and somehow cried. After all, I think I have a lot of ups and downs. Still, getting a good sleep is a good sign. No matter how much you fall asleep, there are times when you cannot sleep. Then there are no friends. Who can communicate with me at night?

The night is like a refuge for lonely people. Henry Nowen's words today are that sadness and joy all belong to one place. The beauty of life is to believe in the fact that you can see where sadness and dancing meet. Living like this, there are too many things that cannot be clearly distinguished. Good and evil, sadness and joy, etc. are not separated as if cutting. We live in that balance. The real commandment of Catholicism is'moderate'. It is said that not many people know this. To balance in us. It's as if it means that you have to live with water. I want to live that way, too, but I think it's more difficult to practice in everyday life than Sister and Father. Because I am often shaken by temptation. I didn't even know it was a temptation before. As I get older, it seems to be somewhat distinct. It goes well though.

What do we pray for? We paint ourselves in the future and pray for happiness in the present and for life after death. I think prayer reaches heaven. If you pray earnestly. In fact, there are many parts of happiness that I have not prayed for. Perhaps there is someone besides me who has prayed for me.

One day, I called the novelist's sister on a sleepless night. My sister read a poem about love, saying that the one who can't sleep all the time is in love. I remember the poem I heard that night. It was a collection of poems titled Jongmok Jeong's Recollection of the Peach Bone. Maybe it was because I was the age to date. Of course, I wasn't dating. I want to date. We meet at night to eat delicious food, go to see flowers, drink and chat... hold hands, hug each other, feel their body temperature... find beautiful places and make memories... What a wonderful thing love is. I envy all the people I love now. Before, there was no fantasies about dating, and there was no such thing in particular. Even if I die tomorrow, I will love you today. I will tell you my love. How happy it is, how romantic it is... Dear dear, look forward to the secret project I prepared^^ Please, have a happy day and a wonderful day~ From someone who only knows you~



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