Everything is new and unpredictable.

It's Sunday again. I like the renewel of things , new days, weeks and months. The seasons changing help forget and make things new. I appreciate the change in nature, it helps the psychology in my head, to see things die and reborn. Everything passes. This year is coming to an end, looking back I can see how I have changed a bit, how my heart has grown tired. I found and renewed friendships that I will be around for a long time. I can see how confused I could have been, how family is important. How happiness is not dependent on having a job. At the beginning of the year I started a very intense study of Faith, that went from reading to living it. I have spent most of this year in uncertainty, maybe a lesson that am being taught. I can see myself a little better than before, and I don't have the capacity to make sense of things. I still feel a little lost in all of this expirience.

I think the quiet of the snow makes me ponder.

Yesterday I realized in conversation, how I haven't been perceiveing things how they truly are, I make mistakes in my head. I want clarity, I want to see truth. I found that I'm wrong again.