I have almost a day to live now. I arrived yesterday. At least I think it's like that, because if it had been a day before yesterday, I think I'd remember it. I also think that I must observe things well, so that I know that they really do happen. I think it came to nothing. In one moment there was nothing and in the other I am here, in this world, with this thought, this language, these trees, animals ... Unless more has happened and I do not remember them now, but I have in me alive the memory of yesterday and what I am living today, but before that I am not and I was nothing. I think I can only stay attentive and go live and compare every moment to see how life works.