Notes

Dear Fia,

The genuine interest in something is, from my perspective, the sun that will allow the flower of your desire to emerge from the seed; seed watered by every drop of the attempt of yours. And whatever your desire; have your desire the dimensions that it is. Seek to walk your path towards its realization with "Meraki".

If this word has never crossed your path before, I will extend to you the pleasure of discovering its meaning.

Now back to the course of the conversation—Patience.

Do you have the patience to read a book that, at first, did not pick your interest? If you have that ember in you, it can become your flame. But, if you do not.have the patience for this—yet—do not worry, because it is only directed to other sectors. You can be more patient than you think and not notice, because your brain is orbiting more around the list involving everything that has the complete or partial absence of your patience, which is like a muscle that needs to be exercised daily and whose potential already exists.

Thank you for the kindness on your words. I am glad that my writing pleases your eyes. I was once called "Robot", which amused me. I was torn between two equally tempting options: thanking the person for the "cumpliment" dressed on observation—due to my fondness for robotics— or asking the person if they wanted me to prove my organic origins by reproducing a combination of letters and numbers of they choice, as requested by some websites. I opted for a third one.
It almost surpassed the once I was compared to Rubeus Hagrid.

Anecdote aside, although my writing tends to be adaptive; still, I approached you stripped of adaptations and filters. Perhaps, because we have similarities that led me to the feeling that my form of expression could be welcomed by you. And it was.

A positive start.

As this letter is being finalized, I find myself at the mercy of the song 'Save My Life' by the German symphonic metal band, Xandria. A sweet reunion. It is been years since I listened this song. I wonder what song you are listening to while writing.

Sincerely,

Sorin.