My life has never been what we could call normal.
Unfortunately, it took me just over seventeen years to fully understand the true meaning of my presence on this earth. Or rather, what I had learned to call it : this world.
Obviously I always thought that I had this second chance for a reason. Otherwise why, myself, among so good person deserving more to live than me, had been chosen to undergo this experience out of the ordinary?
Honestly, this had probably been the issue weighing on my mind during those seventeen long years.
Why ? Why and why?
What had I done to suddenly have the opportunity to breathe again the abundant smell of these trees ? To feel again the freshness and moisture on my pale face?
So many questions that had remained unanswered for so long that I had almost forgotten them.
However, as the proverb said, everything was a matter of patience. And now that I finally had an answer to my questions, I was not so sure I wanted to forget my last months.
Among those long years full of questions, this past year was probably the one that finally opened my eyes.
The one where I had probably felt the most alive. Unfortunately, as an epic of ancient Greece happiness always came with a price.
And this time I was not sure I could live again.