Go to past.

 Honestly, I would like to go to the past. In the past are my memories. The good memories, like the bad memories too. Those who are no longer with us live in the past. In the past are decisions that should never have been made. In the past there are many things. Things already lived. Moments that we already live, as well as a deja vu, but forced. I'd like to go there, just because it wouldn't be a new experience, I wouldn't be surprised by something I haven't experienced yet. Rather, nostalgia, longing, memory would come into operation.

 

I would go to the past, just to take advantage of every moment, from the future we already know that moments are short, and that they never come back. I would go back to my childhood over and over again, I would hug my grandparents, my parents, my siblings more. From the future the distance will not allow you to do it every day. I would go to those moments when we played with the cousins in the street. I would like to feel that mixture of sweat and dirt again. Tired and dirty. Red cheeks and heat. That taste of cheap ice cream, deserved dessert.

 

Even though I really want to go back in time, I would try to just be a voyeur. I would not stay there, that "me" from the past is another me. It's not the one I built with sweat and blood. It is not even a brushstroke from now. The past is beautiful, as long as it remains as a memory. The present is something else. More complex. The present gives you the chance to change the course of things.