one day I was what I have since forgotten, what existed was somewhere where I do not know the address, too many crashes in the past now, there are only emotions that are no longer attached to what has caused, but I am well, that's what counts, events may well be diluted, I stay fixed on where I am, regardless of whether time passes, my desire remains the same, continue as before, my body follows me, everything is fine, but I begin to understand that one day I will not be able to continue as before, one day like this, a sad day, I will be disabled, I can't move my body, not respond to my desire, that day and somewhere, waiting for me, too bad, I would have tried to do things, we do not have enough time, the days go like rockets, noisy takeoff must wake up after about ten hours in the unconscious, it's been a great boom in the head, it's time to wake up, where am I, a second, two seconds, so ha, it is Monday, the holidays are over, i must get up early, walking forward, I get up, I am standing, it's amazing, I am on my feet in my dream of an hour ago, I was flying because I had no feet, but it's over, I'm fully aware I'm in the kitchen, I prepare the coffee, so good, in one hour I hang out, what for, I clip, ha yes,I go to the other end of Paris to work, I was on vacation, now real life begins, that of departure in the morning,return at night, every day counts, I'm 44 years, an era of realism and ambition,