He glanced at the two or three stars outside the window and smiled slightly:
I no longer fear my personal mediocrity, I no longer fear death or the unexpected that may befall me.
No longer holding out hope that the future will get better or that anyone will come to my side and understand me.
I admit my insignificance and loneliness, but at the same time I possess the greatest unspeakable freedom in the universe.
And, this beautiful starry sky.
The world is good, and so am I.
Everything was just right.
Intention: I'm fine