@Nico91 16 December 2022

There comes a time when you take inventory in your soul: what you collected, what you threw away and what you have left... There are some life stories that you have left behind, others seem to cling to your soul. You gleefully throw at them hoping they will break loose and fall. But, no. The pains don't go away. I stand there, clinging tightly to the corners of memories. Sometimes they twist you like in a dense fog, sometimes they make you think right in the middle of the road... Most of the time, life does not embrace you with the most beautiful stories. He grabs you by the hand and throws you where, by accident, you must be. There are few times when she chooses to become your friend. Sometimes she puts you in her cradle, sometimes she hugs you until you collapse... After choosing to roll you well, she jumps you, caresses your temple and puts a shield in your arms with which to start your journey. Wisdom. Which you managed to acquire or...not.