life is sweet and brutal, I do not understand the difference between life and death, there are many times when I feel like death and others where I feel I no longer live, so why do anything happens, it's great, I never get bored, no time, everything goes so fast, no time, no time, just sky it is already January 10, how shall I do, I parked my car along the avenue of January 9, there was nobody left in the street at this hour, I was able to walk without meeting anyone, but today when I 'I wanted to get my car, there were so many people that I could not see anything, so I decided to forget that I had a car, all of a sudden I felt a great surge of freedom, I me, me, me, me, I am free end of the story, start walking, then without thinking of anything else, as is what I inflated the tires, I must recover from the essence is freedom, it is a feeling of lightness, I would not have thought about this ecstasy, it's crazy that the car imprisons us, we believe it gives us the freedom to go where you want, but in fact it is quite the opposite of the place when I was young, because youth passes through a cloud as soon as I take care of my bank account, this is not great, it's an adult, it counts in all directions, we do not dream anymore, it's over fantasies, the reality is everywhere, it is no more remains, everything is marked, the wrinkles, falling body, hope that goes away, ha, life is beautiful, barely time to live 40 years and everything explodes into irrelevance, what that caress that taken by before without being converted to Islam