10 I have lost spontaneity with my partner, my friends, my family, my job, the things I did because I enjoyed them. I am reminded of this by a photo I see of a girl lying in bed next to her boyfriend. The scene is clear enough to detect that she is not wearing a shirt. The photo is blurry, she is laughing with a grimace of shyness and boldness, and he is hiding. When was the last time we took a photo like that? Without thinking, because we let the moment surprise us and we said this yes, this yes we must immortalize. When was the last time we let ourselves get carried away without thinking? Without gauging if it was a good time, if we had time not to think. When was the last time I let myself go playfully, unconsciously?

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