I'm in an agreeable state: busy, enthusiastic, curious.
Before, for me, peace could have been synonymous with boredom.
Nothingness not being nothing, nothingness being emptiness.
The Method is Judeo-Christian: if you go through pain, you can't miss. Rubbish. I'm more interested in the box itself than what's in it. How vs why.
But no one frees himself from being in love in three days.
There are people who never experience that, who remain closed until death, from fear of change.