Greetings, friends.
If I could travel through time, I wouldn't hesitate for a second. I would go straight to the past, not to change anything I've experienced, but to see myself as a child. I would love to be able to observe myself from a corner, like an invisible spectator, watching how I played, how I laughed, or how I dealt with my little dramas back then.
I wouldn't touch anything, of course. Nor would I go near myself to whisper anything in my ear, or to warn me about the mistakes I would make later.
That would be interfering, and I don't want that, because the mistakes and successes I've made are what have shaped the woman I am today.
I simply want to see her, to see myself, with the perspective that time provides. I want to remember what I was like before life molded me with its demands and responsibilities.
I think we all carry within us that child we once were, but sometimes we forget what we were really like.
As for the future, I'm not interested. I don't want to know what will happen. If I traveled to the future and saw something good, perhaps I would become overconfident and not put the same effort into achieving it.
And if I saw something bad, I would spend my life anxiously waiting for that moment to arrive, or worse, trying to avoid it and possibly unintentionally causing it. I prefer to live without knowing. Let life surprise me. That's why I would only travel to the past, just to observe, to remind myself of where I come from.
Saludos, amigas.
Si pudiera viajar en el tiempo, no lo dudaría ni un segundo. Me iría directo al pasado, pero no para cambiar nada de lo que he vivido, sino para verme a mí misma cuando era niña. Me encantaría poder observarme desde una esquina, como una espectadora invisible, viendo cómo jugaba, cómo me reía o cómo me enfrentaba a mis pequeños dramas de entonces.
No tocaría nada, por supuesto. Tampoco me acercaría a decirme nada al oído, ni para advertirme de los errores que cometería más tarde.
Eso sería interferir, y no quiero eso, porque los errores y aciertos que he cometido, son lo que han conformado a la mujer que soy hoy.
Simplemente quiero verla, verme a mí, con la perspectiva que da el tiempo. Quiero recordar cómo era antes de que la vida me fuera moldeando con sus exigencias y responsabilidades.
Creo que todos llevamos dentro a ese niño que fuimos, pero a veces se nos olvida cómo era realmente.
En cuanto al futuro, no me interesa. No quiero saber qué pasará. Si viajara al futuro y viera algo bueno, quizás me confiaría y no pondría el mismo empeño en conseguirlo.
Y si viera algo malo, me pasaría la vida angustiada esperando que llegara ese momento, o peor aún, tratando de evitarlo y posiblemente provocándolo sin querer. Prefiero vivir sin saber. Que la vida me sorprenda. Por eso solo viajaría al pasado, solo para observar, para recordarme de dónde vengo
