It feels so right to me...

... when "tough" guys like them suddenly call me and confess to me about their problems with seriousness, and take my criticism constructively, and admit how wrong they are. It feels so right to me to be... harsh.

... when my beautiful friend tell me that I'm her favorable one, that she labels me separably in her mailbox, that she loves talking "politics" and emotions with me. And it feels so right to me to be... sentimental.

... when several people come to me to say how much happiness I have brought to their life, how much reflection of themselves they have seen through my world, without consciousness. And it feels so right to me to be... inspirational.

... when many people say to me, "If you need any help with your project, tell me!" and express their interest when listening to me talking about it. Yes, it feels so right to me to be... motivated.

... when Mom and Dad get involved and concerned with my project, reminding me of the challenges and giving me helpful advices. Again, it feels so right to me to be... cared.

... when my darling simply puts a gentle kiss on me, holds my hands from behind and whispers the sweet little words into my ears. Don't you know it feels so right to me to be... loved.

After all, these feel so right to me to be... me.