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[unoduetrequattrocinque]

05:15, 13/01/2025. Monday.

Is that time of the year again: I need a digital space where to shitpost.

This time I'll try to stick around for more than a day.

I finished and started the year as peaceful as never before. I want to stick to this feeling for more than a holiday as well.

The first 12 days of 2025 were a blessing. The last 10 of 2024 were so chill and comfy, I felt guilty that I am so positively at ease with the world.

I really used to deny myself this kind of stillness, the acceptance and the simplicity of just living in the moment. I don't worry. I don't want to worry ever again because worrying paralyzes me. Being paralyzed means that nothing gets done, which in turn equals a feeling that borderlines mental illness.

The only sad image that I'm carrying around these days are two small abandoned dogs guarding each other with sleepy eyes at the entrance of a crowded supermarket.

Evil, cruelty and sadness can get deeper than that, I just don't want to get buried into them anymore. I don't want to see them anymore. I don't want to acknowledge them anymore.

It doesn't seem right. It's not like I want to turn around, look away and cover my eyes. But I also do. It's so bad, but rather than get sad and do nothing, I want to hope, enjoy and act whenever I can.

Passiveness is only useful when you need tact and diplomacy, otherwise it is a concept with the only purpose of making you feel like canned tuna: cold, oily, crumpled and dead.

Is happiness really a choice? Is it even fair? To others? Like people would care to sacrifice their jolliness for anyone else's pain.

Is it egotistical? Totally, but it is egotistical to ruin other people's fun as well.

Also, it's not like there's a vending machine offering happiness samples and thank God because it would surely be tiny and expensive. So, just embrace it, I guess.

I obviously have real goals for my real life, but I'm not gonna tell them here: it's not the place and it's not even the time. Here's a couple of goals that I want for this place to last, though:

1. No useless politics. I'm just sick of it. I've stopped following politics and all the media surrounding it during COVID. It's been a long ride but it just isn't fun anymore. And is also all fake: life has much more interesting endeavors to offer.

2. No long posts. I'm tired of rereading them.

3. No expectations, nor schedules. Keep it simple, keep it free. I'm going to do this in my free time and for fun only. Sometimes just contemplating it is more than fine. Other times I'll write in whatever language I'll want.

4. I'll finally have a place where to dump all those screenshots and video recordings I take with my Switch. I might have to pass through Twitter or something else, but it's alright. Cute colorful videos, great acting voicing and simple quotes make me complete.

5. Quotes and book quotes. This year I'll be back on books. Because I miss the feeling and I want to improve my writing.

6. I may or may not start posting my photos as well. They suck, but I don't know what else to do with them. I could print some of them, but at what cost?

7. The new. I want to share that.

8. I may reconsider long posts again. But I don't want them to be negative or too self-absorbed. I'm a little tired of that.

9. Now I'm just typing words, but just because I can.

(I don't like sharing photos of my animals with strangers. It's a random thought, but I wonder if I'll change this side of myself too.)

I'm feeling sleepy now and a little sad that this blog is a Capricorn, so bye for now.

- Toya, the best person in the whole universe.

23:10 - Uh, kinda feel guilty about the fact that I didn't do anything today, except chatting with friends and sleeping.

I also really don't want to study for my driving licence.

I hate quizzes. I hate quizzes so much.

- Toya, who hates quizzes and wishes for them to die.