Good afternoon, dear friend, reader of this present post! It is another day of November, the week of Thanksgiving too, in advance I should say happy Thanksgiving, and I wish you the best. It would be needless to add, but I will do it anyway: grateful to all my dear friends, online or IRL. I am grateful for you, dear reader! And all the good things that came to be this year of 2025, the year of the APopCalypse, the year of the collapse of Brazil's economic purchasing power. I would add moral collapse, societal collapse, overall the burning down of a whole nation, but it has been gone for a while now, what we have is the crumbling of the rubble. Anyway, still, in my personal life, even with the exhaustion, the tragedy, and all sorts of burning out, I am grateful, I am okay, I am cheerful because it is Christmas season. I will not let any catastrophe take this from me, if I can help it. I still have some agency, as such, it is Christmas, I should decorate whatever is left of my rubble. Merry Freaking Christmas, I am grateful to you.
That all being said, it is a bit sad that I don't officially commemorate thanksgiving with my dear fellow american friends, because there is no one around to have such dining event. For such gregarious tradition, more than one are needed in presence. But anyway... back I am to writing. Happy to be doing so, as you know, the desire is not always there. I often drift to someplace else. Fortunately, this Monday, I finished my activities for college, both for November and for 2025, as a whole! Vacations officially began! In practice, not much on the routine shall shift, but it still is a relief. I get to rest with less guilt. That is not a small thing. I should of course be worried, I have not been that happy in my job hunting, ongoing one ever since around 2022 or so, vaguely. I should be worried, yet right now, I breathe in relief because at least my activities for college 2025 are done! Now, they will only be resumed in another semester of another year, 2026. Until then, I rest, on my sky-blue boudoir-appartement, of the only standing building in the whole of Brazil, if any. Probably such edifice will also crumble soon, but today, I rest. Thank God, I am alive, and I have a pillow to rest my head. That is not small feature. I refuse to let the dream of grandeur, which is not my dream anyway, take this small joy from me. Enthropy for today does not exist, just the joy of the season.
Ah, and as such, I will just occupy my mind with the writings I can do, any drawing to work on, if at all, or the next game I should visit. It would worry me that such petty concerns are small and makes my life weightless and meaningless. I hate such feelings and yet they can stalk me. No, not at this precise moment. I am in a fleeting good hair day, as such, those concerns that exist are but not overwhelming, when I can have such pillow to rest my head on, and the fan that blows some wind in my face. Small joys, but never, ever petty.
This is, then, my thanksgiving post. Thankful for the friends, for still having a small routine of my own, for having a mom, a mom that loves me and I love mom, thankful for loving Christmas, and for not questioning that love for the christmas season. I will probably have regrets of writing a post that can be seen as egotistical. Those are not legitimate concerns, but being not welcomed does not mean they won't make themselves present. Right now, this precise moment, I don't care. I refuse to care. No. This is a day of deliverance. And I am happy you are here to share such moment of deep relief, relief that will not last, is already gone, may never have existed, but deep relief it is written as.
Finishing such post of cry for happiness, longing for a moment to rest, I will say thank you again for you, and happy to be here on this endless blog that will have one more post, and after that one more, and into infinity. As such, I will of course return soon, hopefully before the weekend. If not, that is okay, there will be another week. The important thing is that I want to write, and there are things to be written. As such, I see you again real real real soon, and with joy I hope, and definitely with gratitude. And I know also that 2025, this quite exhausting year, is not done yet, good or bad things are still to happen. Well, I can only say, we can face the unknosn together, and in the way old friends do.
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