I forgot death. I forgot it is around us every time. It seems crazy but I forget we all are going to die. Maybe is youthness, maybe are all my plans and my faith. I don't know what it is but sometimes it makes me forget about death.
The corpse and the blood, the pain and the weeping, the dark clothes and the light faces. It's important to remember that someday, walking down the street you will see it all, you will live it all and you will die at all.
