I’ve been making my wishes far less poetic for the past three or four times. I’ve brought all my demands down to earth: no world peace, no health, no impossible miracles. It’s not that I don’t want them—it’s just that you need to know your limits, and frustrations should be rationed if you can’t avoid them altogether.
My friend Valeria once told me that you have to aim really high. Ever since I heard her say it with such conviction, she’s become my spiritual guide. But when it comes to placing all your hope in a candle’s breath or a year-end wish while eating grapes, I stick to things I know can actually be crossed off the list. And since then, I’ve found so much joy in stumbling upon little notes of things I’ve accomplished.
On the other hand, there’s no way I’m sitting down to analyze my year, dig through photos, videos, or memories. That stresses me out more than it brings me pleasure, and seeking pleasure—like stroking a pet—is something I strictly adhere to. But if there’s one thing I want to protect at all costs as this year comes to a close, it’s my way of looking at everything: at people, at what happens to me, and at what’s right in front of me.
I observe life more kindly, more innocently, with more tenderness, with so much attention, as if I were constantly stepping into an amusement park. It feels like I’m floating on a little cloud again, and all I can do is cross my fingers that the people around me keep looking at me the way they do. That, without a doubt, is my greatest treasure.
In this photo, I was watching my friend Eva get married, and I’d swear it’s the best way to explain my wish list for what’s to come.
Happy New Year, friends.
May we all know how to see life as it deserves to be seen.
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