in time nothing happens, I was aware of developments but something does not match, why does it come together to agree, I have my idea, I do not want to chat with others, that's Monday, Tuesday I go until Friday, is a question that asks me to spend time, a story that has no beginning, or you do not know more, requests salted peanuts as a winter evening junction impossible, I could have done better is a wonderful event, I went and just now, distance, boredom toward the goal, passing in one direction, find out why we are always as close to printing, I wish I could be away, watching without being hit, but humans are full of others, each body is the all humans, we are all made of the same stuff, can never come out, we blocked all his life, we would like to forget but we are always reminded himself, lost a race, I declined all hours, it is not seen is a very personal concept, it comes like that, though I like it, a road passes in front of me, or rather in my eyes, a domestic level, I put aware of the operation, the organs go, that wonderful mechanical failures, one day I collapsed without a cry, knowing what to expect, eternal freedom, life passes, a very small time before the plunge, how can humans be afraid of this passage is a problem of education, when we are young we put in the heads interesting information for the brain, are educated in the idea of succeed in life, to have a nice degree, a beautiful job, a nice house, error in the program, we see generations follow one another in the same dissatisfaction, even though we have all the objects of desire, the human aging and gradually loses what it was, why can not we see life as a progression towards access to the true hope