The story is confusing, and so subtle that sometimes we overlook the details or even the entire content. Sometimes it seems so simple that we seem to forget that we are human. Sometimes it is so difficult that we remember that we exist. And that is good, because it reminds us that we are alive, that we breathe daily, and that we are not just a camera suspended in the air. But that we are really human, like the others around us. That we really do matter even if we sometimes forget it. And that we have the power to change things, which in the future will be nothing more than anecdotes from once upon a time. And that this will be nothing more or nothing less than another chapter in your story, which will close with the one that begins tomorrow. Although it is clear that we cannot forget what was, or else we would forget ourselves, but we can learn from what we were to create who we will be, the problem is that if we do not make mistakes: Then what will we learn?