there was no reason to be wrong, but something happened before I could respond, an event that I forget the name unless it returns the first flight, but ad strikes during the holidays, you bastard of angry employees facing the departure of family vacations to go on strike, but is also essential, as always in life is expected in the wrong place, he had to turn left before you lie, the temptation was the stronger, the pain of leaving, everything is dead, it is where we are, without wanting anything but be good to do nothing extraordinary passages in the empty body restricting the mind to a secondary activity, a little more for a grand less, empty-handed, flat feet, drive the body without build or destroy, the advantage remains outside the single is I'm that I am a quiet breathing which is not seeking passage to a momentary stillness, nothing lasts in life, we must wait for death to a true fixed, life is moving without ever stopping, even night activity is sawtooth, nothing, then nightmare, then nothing, as in the day, nothing, then nightmare, then nothing, hops that scratch that life expectancy, by dint of s 'Shake the body gets tired