consistency is to wake up in the morning as we went to bed the night before, nothing changes, it is what it is, a simple consistency, a human who lives his life without emotion, the regularity one by one, blessed day, fateful day, but all is happy things are going well, despite the lack of posting, it is empty, nothing happens, but I trust, where it comes, it is mysterious, it is by far, my genes, my parents, my family long ago, I was not yet born, I received at birth, a great gift, there 45, it is always the same, despite the knowledge of life, doubts, fears, anxieties, night empty mornings thin, I still find life beautiful, how beautiful to wake up, what beauty brushing teeth, what to believe great beauty, how beautiful to see life, how beautiful to hear the train coming, when we accumulate all the beauties of the day it makes a packet, packets I crammed in my brain where I have a slump, it's time that I use this technique, it works pretty well, life goes smoothly, without loss, without gain, reasonably