I am at ease, relaxed and content. i am happy. I saw my good old unlucky dude with bad legs today. Jolly as ever even when he tells me it is a shitty day for him today. He does not drink nor smoke pot he claims and looks like a totally down on his luck in life guy. again, everytime I see him, I call on the very great saint habiting him and who he may very well become one day. It is amazing to talk with this fucking unlucky guy: it is like a totally holy man who does not know whatsoever how holy he will be in his death.