I haven't had the urge to write, nor to speak with anyone, just the urge to organize the world. This is all so new to me. And like a newborn infant thrown into this world without explanation, I watch videos of people organizing their rooms, as a tutorial, and then, try to see if I could do some of what they are doing.

Most of them seem too much.

My sister told me that I lost some weight, probably because I've been cooking. I told her that it's just a side effect, I am not trying to lose weight really. I don't give a shit about how I look these days. Who cares the whole world is a chaos I don't buy things or eat out. It takes time because I am not a good cook, but it saves money and it's also better for my health so, I'll keep trying as long as it is not too stressful.

I ordered too many carrots though. Now I have to include carrots in everything.

I watched Bad Bunny's halftime Super Bowl, I haven't been following his music, so I don't know much about him, but it looked fun and that made me happy. It's about time America had some fun, politics aside.

My soul still lives in the United States, at least that's how I feel. It's where I learned how to be free. And so I root for the freedom of speech, never political correctness. It's impossible not to hurt anyone while living. But we can self correct, slowly and slowly, only if we notice where the mistake was. Not just because we were caught. Whoever repeats its own mistake is living like a cancer cell, it's just killing your own well being. That's what I tell my family. The fool is not the one who makes mistakes, but the one who denies them and repeats them forever. Change is the definition of time, so they are making their life stale and meaningless.

America, America, I watch the screen and see Lady Gaga, she seemed happy.

That's good. 

We should feel free to be happy. I'm thinking of buying a Candace Owens Mug, because I think she's fighting for the right reason. But at the same time, I should read feminist books more, because I don't want to be indoctrinated by anyone. No Candace, no Simone de Beauvoir, not even Simone Weil, although I gotta be honest, I love her so much. I will stay a free thinker, and feminism has always helped me be one.

After reading philosophy, I felt a certain disappointment about what was left out.

Logic, seemed more like a trap, because then we would have to dismiss the inexplicable.

And that was what I wanted to know. So my journey continues.

But first, it seems like I need to organize my mess.