It’s Saturday night and I’m reading. I always think that reading as well as writing are great to ignore the stuff which should be ignored and it’s so true.

Why is my heart so troubled?
Why has love reduced me to nothing?
Why does this heart of mine fight with me day and night?
Why? …

— Rumi – Whispers of the Beloved

Shall I stay or shall I go? I think I’ll go.

Much love to you all…

SS