I woke up this morning with just one thought. I want to keep writing. I don't know why. I'm not a writer. By every possible standard, there are many others who can be considered writers, but not me. I could say that I'm a storyteller. Writing has never been one of my strengths, but telling stories has. When I write to you, my readers, about my experiences, it somehow fills me with happiness. In order to describe and recreate in detail the feelings and emotions I experienced a

This morning I woke up thinking about Laura and Luca, after last night I wrote Laura her first message in the capsule, pretty late, and after that I held Luca on my belly. Or more precisely, his little belly rested on my big belly. That's a more accurate way to put it. I was thinking about how, over the years, society has evolved, and I was thinking about their childhood and how it will evolve, and at the same time about my own childhood. And I was wondering why the world has