We see life as a book, as a series of pages, as a story in several chapters that is written as time passes. We can never really predict what will happen, even when reading the epilogue. Unless we immerse ourselves in the pages of the book, identify with the characters, absorb the descriptions and rely on the footnotes when the terms are a priori foreign to us.
Each period of life corresponds to a chapter of the book. Sometimes it is the continuation of the previous one, sometimes a total break with it. Sometimes it is the unexpected arrival of a character after hundreds of pages. Sometimes the sudden loss of another when we have not turned many.
NOTES DE BAS DE PAJE is the title of the story that we write in smells. Ours. Yours. The one composed of moments lived together or separately, of people met, of trials and decisions made.
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