A letter to a stranger

Did you know you have a 1:7000000000 chance of ever finding your true soul mate? Well, I guess we can narrow it down a bit if we roll out the same sex, children and elderly people (although, a 20-30 year difference isn't going to stop anyone in love...). So let's suppose it's a 1:3000000000 chance. It's still a lot of zeros, right? You have better chances winning the lottery!
But still, we keep looking for that one person, we don't ever give up. We can't help it! Every time we meet a new person we ask ourselves: "Do I feel anything? Could he/she be the one?" We rely on our emotions towards that person, on our intuition, to make sure if that person is the one. Most of the times we know right away that it's not, "it's not the one I'm looking for". Sometimes we think that "he/she could be the one" and we spend a little more time with that someone, until we find out that "I was wrong, it's not who I'm looking for". And we keep on our search.
It could be anyone and he/she could be anywhere! Maybe even on another country, right? It's helpless! A search & rescue team would have given up the search in 3 days, but we keep our whole lives looking for that 1 person.
But what is our criteria? Not too young, not too old? Pleasant to the eye? Not too quiet, not too loud?... What? And what if we are wrong and our soul-mate is nothing how we imagine him/her to be and we're just searching the wrong type of people? Should we just rely on faith then? Hope that the gods will lead us to the right person? And what if they do and we're just too blind to see it? What if there is no one divine guiding us? What if we stay here hoping that he/she will come and he/she never does? What if we're both waiting for the other one to come? What if we're both moving and our paths never cross? What if they do cross, but we're so busy searching, we don't realize he/she is right there? What if our paths never cross again and we lost that one single opportunity?
What if we just simply never meet? It's a big world after all...

You see, I saw you the other day at the library and I asked "how do I feel?" I couldn't get a straight answer. My first thought was "he's so beautiful!" And then because I felt superfluous I looked further and thought you seemed smart and responsible. Then you held the door for me and I noticed that you were nice too.

Can you see how vague this is? How wrong it is for me to show interest in you because of your good looks (although my effort to see beyond that...)? But should I ignore it? I may never find you again. I'm not saying you're the one, I'm far from knowing that. I just got curious..."What if ?" Should I let go this opportunity of finding out? Should I not talk to you because you're too beautiful? That's the same as not talking to someone because they're too ugly!
Besides, I might just find that you're not "the one I'm looking for" or we could end up just being friends or, more possibly, we could just go our own separate ways after you read this awkward letter... Which, by the way, I have no idea why I'm writing. I just felt like it. Could that be a sign from the gods? Or is it my insanity?
Why would you talk to me anyway? I'm not like any sex symbol and although I have been called beautiful, I don't think I'm that special... You don't know me, so why meet me, right?
All I can say in my defense is that if you did choose to meet me, and gave it time, you might find out I'm actually a good person and that I'm absolutely not trying to fool you with some stupid joke. I genuinely just want to know you. I know you can't tell by this letter, but I'm a shy person. I think you should also know that I have never done this before: write to a complete stranger and ask to meet him. It's absolutely crazy! Who would do that? I never thought I would..! What must you be thinking of me? That I'm one of those desperate girls? I probably would think that, if the situation were reverse... But that is so not me! How will I ever prove you that I'm a calm, sincere, kind person if you won't meet me?... If you won't stay for a while and get to know me?...

You see, I don't want to leave it all in faith's hands. I'm never bold, so this is me being bold. And "we all need a little craziness in our lives", so here's a little craziness...

I  hope you won't take this the wrong way and I'm sorry if I have offended you, made you uncomfortable in anyway or made you feel like you wasted your time reading all of this.


The stranger in the library
you might not even remember,

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-- This letter was never given to anyone. --

Agradecimentos

Li que na Vida devemos agradecer pelas coisas boas que nos acontecem ou que temos. Todos os dias devemos tirar uns minutos para fazermos os nossos agradecimentos. É uma forma de concentrar-mo-nos  no lado positivo da vida e, assim, atrair para nós ainda mais coisas, pessoas ou acontecimentos bons.
Hoje reparei que já faz muito tempo que não agradeço, por nada. Reparei que tenho andado focada no que não gosto, no que corre mal e nas desilusões que recebi. Sei que se continuar com esta linha de pensamento, dar-se-á um efeito bola de neve de negatividade, que acabará comigo num estado ainda mais depressivo. Assim, hoje, decidi que já chega! Tenho de me levantar e começar a focar-me nas coisas boas que tenho na minha Vida. Outra vez... E então a sós no meu quarto quentinho e aconchegada com a minha cadelinha a meu lado comecei:

Obrigada Meu Deus (sim, porque a palavra "Deus" sempre é mais pequena que "Entidade Superior", ou "Alma Colectiva" ou "Mente Colectiva" ou o que for! E "Meu" porque o Deus em que acredito não pertence a nenhuma religião em específico) ...

... pela cama que disponho
... pelos cobertores quentinhos que me aconchegam do frio
... pelo aquecedor que posso ter sempre ligado
... pela minha cadela querida que me faz sempre companhia
... pela cidade magnífica onde vivo
... pelas pessoas magníficas que conheci em toda a minha vida
... pelas pessoas magníficas que permanecem na minha vida e hoje chamo de amigos
... pela casa onde moro, com as pessoas com quem moro
... por nunca me faltar dinheiro quando preciso
... pelos meus familiares que sempre me apoiam (sabes bem quem são...!)
... pelo curso maravilhoso em que estou e onde espero ter sucesso
... por sempre me protegeres de todo o mal (Isto engloba muita coisa! Desde voltar para casa as 4 da manhã sozinha sem me acontecer nada de nada, desde quase ser assaltada em plena luz do dia mas no fim acabar só por ter de ficar a aturar as maluquices do quase ladrão com a minha paciência de santa, até ao facto de nunca me deixares ficar com ninguém que não me mereça verdadeiramente)
... por me mostrares o que é Amor
... por me mostrares o que é Verdadeiro
... pela música da qual já não sei viver sem
... pela boa saúde de que usufruo (sanidade mental, boa memória e capacidade de concentração, braços e pernas capazes de me levar a todo o lado, um coração saudável e forte, uns pulmões limpos e com grande capacidade de oxigenação, um sistema imunitário forte e capaz que me livrar de todos males que o meu organismo enfrenta no dia-a-dia, rins e fígado saudáveis e que me filtram todas as toxinas)
... por sempre me fazeres ver a luz quando estou rodeada de escuridão
... por nunca me faltar nada !

E termino os meus agradecimentos com:

Obrigada Meu Deus por este corpo magnífico que me deste, que pode muito bem não ser o ideal de beleza desta sociedade, mas não me posso esquecer que numa situação de perigo e de grande exigência física e mental o meu corpo não me deixou ficar nada mal! Obrigada, Meu Deus, por estar Viva!