We wanted nothing but to ever be where we were, we feared nothing. We fell once, twice, a hundred times and we were still ready for the next fall. We made mistakes every day, we were the heroes of the last ones, we were the last ones of the last ones. We chose the longest way, we chose the dangerous, the wrong way, we did not know how to walk, we run.
We let others tell our stories and resisted the temptation to correct them, we forgot the details of what we have experienced, for we have paid attention to life and no attention to our lives.