I took a photo of this butterfly two days ago. It was a beautiful, sunny day. And it was (at least I think so) a beautiful photo. And I made it look weird...
I guess it was coming. Slowly and in a back-stabbing way. What exactly was coming? Sadness. Maybe depression, I don't know. I just know I'm losing my energy and starting to become more and more pessimistic. And here I am, telling all those people it's gonna get better, it's gonna be fine. And I'm not lying. Why do I feel like crap then? Tired, worried, sad, alone and scared. I hate posts like these, but I have to let it out.
I like to change subject when I feel like this... Did you know today is my name day? Yep, Saint Alexander. According to catholic.org (well, that's a site I never thought I'd be visiting) he died in 313.
''Martyr and soldier, who tried to shield a fellow Christian, St. Antonina. Antonina was a hunted victim during the persecutions conducted under the reign of Emperor Maximian. Alexander tried to change clothes with Antonina so that he could escape from the Roman officials. They were discovered, and both were condemned. They were tortured and burned to death.''
But noone is gonna die today, because a wise man once said:
''It's bad luck to kill a man on your name day.''
Now I feel like knowing more about you. Tell me dear ones, who's your Saint? Do you celebrate your name day? If so, how?
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