¿Cuándo me volví adicta a leer mi horóscopo? Responsabilizo a la Rippey, PM y la Chinois por el mal hábito.
If there's one thing worse than not getting what you want, it's getting it, only to discover it's not what you really want. And if there's one thing worse than that? It's wanting it, getting it, yet being unable to feel glad of it because you now realise how much you want something else. We like wanting things. It gives us something to dream of and it gives us a reason, too, to feel fed up. We can say, 'I'm only unhappy because I want this'. But if we've got no excuse? Well, that's a risk you'll just have to take.
You can't deny what you know.You can't pretend you don't know it, either, just to protect yourself from the pain of a harsh truth. You don't, though, have to see this need for realism as a punishment. Instead of reluctantly conceding a fact and apologetically communicating it, embrace it. It is easy to count your causes for complaint and conclude that you have a raw deal. If, though, you add up your reasons to feel glad, these will vastly outnumber the negatives. Your situation is focusing your mind and urging you to look to the future. An exciting new course of action is open to you. Take this up and all will be fine.
Doce años
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Pasaron 12 años desde la última entrada a este blog. El mundo cambió. Mi
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