Sadness without borders

If I wanted to make an analogy, Easter in 2008 was like the last level of the hardest game I would ever have played. In the face of death, words disappear, even explanations and reason, and when death steals one of the most precious people of life, you become stone and that suffering you somehow […]

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Picture of the past…

Inevitably, we always look behind. Because the future is unknown and sometimes it scares us, and the present may not like us. And we look back, cling to memories we were happy about. It’s wrong to stay anched in the past, to live thinking only of what it was, but it’s very good if you […]

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