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  • I have just turned 42. It seems weird, but I have no or little memory of my past. Only snapshots of events that every now and then appear on my mind. But nothing more than this. Is this sad? It might sound sad if you believe that recollecting the life pieces belonging to the past is something that helps you living a better present and a brighter future.

    I have learned to live without my past and what I have promised to myself when turning 40 was to live my life now, to experience and enjoy every single moment of the present because I am quite sure I will not remember anything in four or five years.

    This last two years were full of big, personal, intimate events, and I can read them on the wrinkles that were not on my face a while ago.

    Wrinkles will be my memory. This is why I am not going to erase them.
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