oblivion of the world brings together the vital forces in existence, there is crazy, we can not build on sand, the largest piece is inside, it must be put in place without saying that everything is lost, the time can get in good position, what would we do right away, but with years it can happen anywhere, we do not know where but one day we know, how did we get here, I 't know, is a succession of anonymous days, day 1 to 365, and again one, two, how many laps is like a carousel, which turns evil heart and you're content when it stops, the only problem is that it ends too abruptly, why can not we steal a little without turning, for example straight, well he must not return to the land, boring resume the conversation with his grandmother, wait years before leaving it alone to run errands, and even longer to take the train and spend the afternoon in the capital, just to wander freely without coercion, one step ahead the other trying to get the most out of my body in good health which can be tiring walk normally live free time before retirement