A person values all other people equally strong or little.
2020, December
When you write, you are with other people. And when you talk, you are even more with other people. And when you are actually with other people, you are even more with other people.

I write to you now with the intention of never sending it.
My life is hanging by a drip, by a thin thread.
I am sorry that I hurt you so many times.
Where can I discover love in theory?
Also when I looked into the candle (as a young child), my family was not with me.
When I am all desperate and alone, I think of you.
Sadness dwells within us.
A cutout is almost always more beautiful than the whole.
But the whole is more powerful, stronger
Rescuing
Understanding life from drought.
The people who live carry you. And then you have to add something of yourself.
Up and down the stairs. Warm baths and magnesium tablets.

