Recounting this crisis in the love of my youth, I feel something that I don’t know if I can explain properly, and it is that these sufferings have become so spiritualized with time, that they have dissolved into pleasure. This is not clear, but then not everything is clear in life or in books. The truth is that I feel a particular enjoyment in telling the story of this painful event, when it is also certain that it reminds me of others that I wouldn’t remember for the world.