i am ready to leave this world, at any moment. the preparation was not long, was not premeditated, was not even carried out. like a sudden shock i realized that i have been standing on the day of my birth since forever, and that there is no possibility of completion for any of my mental architectures, plans and aspirations for the future. the products of my acts find themselves in the same state as i do: complete since the beginning.
the last time i said goodbye to a traveling person, i saw clearly that i would not see them again, even if they returned and we met — because they would no longer be the same person. no traveler ever truly comes back the same.
