like a drunken boat in the storm my brain goes through there, it's a bit further than last time but I was expecting something else, a song, less weight , a livelihood , a case of beer , but now it's a whole thing that takes all my energy , since I decided to take my life between four walls, it starts badly , but I have the passion , I know what to do so I spent the next year in other conditions , dead fish , tail shark and now I begin to sing in Hebrew, I am imperfect , I take notes on what I see , it does me am useless , but that's what I do when I am in a position to go to not have to do anything else, it does not allow me to deepen what I miss , because why should I am someone else, it is not possible, there is only one copy of me being born one day I will die one day, it is folded, I have thought it possible to throw water on the face, but I just learned that there is a water cut , I have to wait , what to do in the meantime, I look naked bodies on TV and I try to persuade me that I am insensitive to this show, but when I put mustard on the nose , it makes me sneeze , so I take my courage, my passion for life, my Swiss Army knife, a rope to the goat and a little wine to warm me when I reached the top of Everest , but it's been that I love , we met on vacation, she made windsurfing and I arrived on a raft of a desert island , it 's been months since I had not seen anyone , and there she was , dressed simply in a small swimsuit, we agreed to live together twenty years and we have power and make a child, now the time has passed, but we continue to live