Did you ever have tired eyes? Eyes that wouldn't stay closed, but struggle to remain open. Since I'm not a great typist, tired eyes make for very difficult writing.Usually lazily pursuing my way through a young adult novel, I'm buried in By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept by Paulo Coelho. Thigh deep, the one theme that stands out is miracles are around us. You just have to look for them. The other day while out food shopping, I wondered what miracles I'd come across in my travels. Not soon after that I saw an old acquaintance in the cereal aisle. We touched, and there was a homecoming. Thoughts of a bygone day. Was it better back then? Was that my miracle?
Tired eyes, some days feeling older than others; half closed. Do they see the miracles? Veiled, do they sweep away life's hard edge?
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I read it to the son of the woman.
Hello!
I'm also a big Paulo Coelho fan and I don't know if you’ve heard about his blog
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I started as a fan and now I'm collaborating with him and thought that you would like to enter his universe.
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