01/05/2023
'' And one morning we get up... We're thirty, forty, and soon to be fifty...
We realize that the years have passed at full speed, that they have left us with a few wrinkles in the corners of our eyes.
And the clock continues to tick, at full speed...
So we take stock!
We think back to the people we have more or less known,
To those who counted,
Those who left too soon and whom we regret,
Those who made us laugh or cry...
We remember the moments of happiness,
To those in which we felt alone and
to the dreams we had...
We see that everyone has traced their own path,
Some better than others,
But it is at this moment that we realize that there are several stages in a life.
Each of these stages is different,
Each one has a particular taste and smell,
And to each we assimilate faces,
Names, memories.
Hatreds and loves...
This is what life really is:
A succession of memories...''
-Laurence Baidemir
