Gestalt prayer

6:30, Look up at the east sky and autumn clouds are hovering. Altocumulus, in meteorological term.
Before I know, the season is changing. The temperature is forgiving 25C. The sunshine has dropped its sharpest fang. The air carries some comfort in it with a trace of forlornness.
Suddenly I want to quit the blog ranking. That's enough. I enjoyed a lot. Thanks to all who supported my blog to push it up all the way to the top.

Here is a sort of prayer created by a psychotherapist Fritz Perls.

I do my thing and you do your thing.
I am not in this world to live up to your expectations,
And you are not in this world to live up to mine.
You are you, and I am I,
and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.
If not, it can't be helped.

How true. Chant it every night or not, caring too much about others' evaluation will lead us nowhere. After all it's our life.
And I found you by chance... It's beautiful.