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Dienstag, 5. März 2013


Instants

If I were able to live my life anew, 
In the next I would try to commit more errors.
I would not try to be so perfect, I would relax more.
I would be more foolish than I've been, 
In fact, I would take few things seriously.
I would be less hygienic.
I would run more risks, 
take more vacations, 
contemplate more sunsets, 
climb more mountains, swim more rivers.
I would go to more places where I've never been, 
I would eat more ice cream and fewer beans, 
I would have more real problems and less imaginary ones.

I was one of those people that lived sensibly
and prolifically each minute of his life; 
Of course I had moments of happiness.
If I could go back I would try
to have only good moments.

Because if you didn't know, of that is life made: 
only of moments; Don't lose the now.

I was one of those that never 
went anywhere without a thermometer, 
a hot-water bottle, 
an umbrella, and a parachute; 
If I could live again, I would travel lighter.

If I could live again, 
I would begin to walk barefoot from the beginning of spring
and I would continue barefoot until autumn ends.
I would take more cart rides, 
contemplate more dawns, 
and play with more children, 
If I had another life ahead of me.

But already you see, I am 85, 
and I know that I am dying.

(Jorge Luis Borges)