If I love less, could it prevent sadness? Perhaps I need a way to endure without words. Yet sadness finds its way too easily and lingers as if it intends to stay forever. All I want is to stand up right away.

“It’s better to leave some strength for tomorrow’s run than to overdo it today.
What matters is the rhythm of each day.”
– Haruki Murakami –

I thought I’d rarely dine alone, But life proves me wrong, time and time again. Indeed, life is a fragile dance of solitude,
Where one must master the art of standing alone.