Boy: Once he sat closer to me, we were separated by a few meters, actually millions. My cowardice made me look at her when I was out of sight, and when she raised her head from that book, I couldn’t do anything but lower mine on my book. I always expected him to be the first and watched him carefully as he slowly walked away without making a sound. She kindly said goodbye to the head of the library and, without looking back, disappeared through that sad door. At home, he always counted the hours to see her again. He dreamed awake and asleep, with his delicate way of turning the pages and the special face he made when he concentrated on part of what he was reading. Did you count the seconds and sit the next day in the same place to see him again? Girl: He was there, in the same place, ecstatic in his books, with those horrible T-shirts that his mother had undoubtedly bought for him, there as always. Once again his heart was pounding, he couldn’t focus on his books, and he had to look, secretly lifting his face in the direction he was in, intending to explore it once more. Those glasses were horrible, but he was so handsome and interesting that he begged her to get up sometime and ask him for coffee. He wondered what his topic was and if he would have a girlfriend. Although he didn’t have much to study, seeing him sitting there day after day, week after week, improved his grades. When she left, she always approached the library manager and, with complicity, asked him if he had seen her go, and the manager with the glasses at the bottom of the bottle was not sure what to say to him. because the view was not enough for him. So many. And at home he wrote down in his diary the things that had caught his attention day after day, and at the end he wrote an imaginary paragraph that his heart said about something that had not happened, asking that this happen. . He would just turn to her and introduce himself.
In life, we care a lot about the past, the future, and we rarely live in the present. We leave her out of our hands and we don’t realize that when she leaves, she never comes back. In childhood we want to be adults, in youth we live as if life were eternal, and in adulthood we think there is little time left. Until we reach a stage of life in which we take stock of the trajectory. We wondered if our lives were worth it, whether we did well and whether we took advantage of the opportunities it provided us.
We’ve done it several times, haven’t we? And when that’s not the case, one might ask: what if??
Carpe diem is a Latin expression that means “living the moment”. Although its meaning goes much further, it is an existential philosophy of life. It’s a different way of enjoying life, it’s a call to freedom, it’s touching with your fingers. the moments that life gives us.
Enjoy life, breathe the moment, take the air, feel the wind, live the present and live your existence, do not let it pass because the moments are lost and will not happen again, will they leave?And they won’t come back. Enjoy life, drink it without getting drunk and enjoy its freshness.
It’s good to plan for the future and it’s good to remember the past, where we’re coming from and where we’re going, but it doesn’t make sense if we don’t enjoy what we have in front of us, whether it’s seeing a baby. game, enjoying a fiery kiss, a good wine or a good book, or a walk on the beach, or feeling the sun’s rays on your back.
To live life is much more than to live it, it is to feel it, to breathe it, to love it, to enjoy the moments it gives us and to lie down waiting for a new day to discover, because even with bad things we learn something good, and without evil, it would not be possible to appreciate good.
To live in the moment is to learn, to get carried away, to perceive the environment without judgment, to feel without thinking, to live according to values and to live without control, to let moments flow and to let those moments invite us and enrich our souls. In short, Carpe Diem tells us not to miss the opportunities to be happy. A love, a job or an opportunity to overcome can only come at a magical and unique moment in our lives.
Take it, grab it tightly and take it with you
One day, after several days, one of them ended up with an envelope closed by the librarian’s hands. When I opened it, there was a note that said, “For you who look at me and carry your soul. “
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