Querido diario, Hoy me retrasé en el tren, así que decidí volver a casa sin avisar. Al entrar en la casa, no pude contener las lágrimas. El frío viento de octubre golpeaba mi rostro con gotas de lluvia. Observé con desánimo el tren que se alejaba; sentí que todo se apretaba dentro de mí. Había…

Arriving late for the train, Erin decided to head home without calling her parents. As soon as she stepped inside the house, she couldn’t hold back her tears. The chilly October wind flung sharp raindrops onto her face. Erin watched as the train disappeared into the distance, frustration tightening her chest. She had missed it.…

Having missed her train, Emily decided not to call home and just return. As she stepped into her house, tears threatened to spill. The cold October wind whipped her face with sharp raindrops. Emily watched the train fade into the distance, frustration knotting in her chest. She was late. For the first time in fifteen…

After missing her train, Emily decided to go home without making a call. As soon as she stepped inside her house, she couldn’t hold back her tears. The chilly October wind lashed her face with sharp raindrops. Emily watched the train disappear into the distance, and inside, frustration tightened its grip. She had been late.…

Hoje, cheguei atrasado ao comboio. Decidi voltar para casa sem fazer qualquer ligação. Assim que entrei em casa, não consegui segurar as lágrimas. O vento frio de outubro batia no meu rosto, trazendo gotas de chuva cortantes. Observava o comboio a afastar-se e sentia um aperto no peito. Atrasado. Era a primeira vez em quinze…

Chaque minute, quelqu’un quitte ce monde. L’âge ? Un détail insignifiant 💔 Nous sommes tous en “attente”, sans même nous en rendre compte. On ne sait jamais combien de personnes sont devant nous dans cette ligne. Impossible de se frayer un chemin jusqu’à la fin de la file. On ne peut pas non plus en…

Every moment, someone departs from this world. Age isn’t the issue here 💔. We are all standing in a line, though we remain blissfully unaware of it. We can never truly know how many souls are ahead of us. There’s no way to slip to the back of the queue. Exiting this line is impossible.…

Co chwilę ktoś opuszcza ten świat. Wiek nie ma tu znaczenia 💔 Wszyscy stoimy w “kole”, nawet nie zdając sobie z tego sprawy. Nigdy nie wiemy, ilu ludzi znajduje się przed nami. Nie możemy przemieścić się na koniec kolejki. Nie możemy wyjść z kolejki. Nie możemy uniknąć kolejki. Tak więc, podczas gdy czekamy w kolejce:…

Every minute, someone departs from this world. Age hardly matters here. 💔 We’re all standing in a “queue,” oblivious to our place in line. We never know how many souls are ahead of us. We cannot slip to the back of the queue. We cannot exit the queue. We cannot avoid standing in line. So…

Cada instante, alguien deja este mundo. La edad aquí no importa. 💔 Todos nosotros estamos en una “fila”, sin darnos cuenta de ello. Nunca sabemos cuántas personas están delante de nosotros. No podemos trasladarnos al final de la fila. No podemos salir de la fila. No podemos evitar la fila. Así que mientras esperamos en…