the only drawback is to be born, otherwise all is well, I'm going and I just, it's weird, how to pass right by boredom, the hours pass, nothing happens, I expect something or someone one, but it's not going any further, I'm so undecided, right, left, forward, backward, what to choose, my project is in my head, it goes nowhere, here and now, it 'is what I want, no longer have to leave every morning to lock myself in a box, it is eight hours, hurry, more than fifteen minutes, it's anxiety, I must arrive at time, then we do nothing the rest of the morning, but how soon I will be very economical to qualify for an extension of my presence in the secret of my intentions, relations scatter is soon the time for action, I am preparing for years, it's my idea, it is like the sculptor, I look on all sides, soon it will be perfect, then I can start another one, but for now I go from time to time to see what I see, then I try to understand why others are so amazing, when I turn a corner, I am often surprised by someone coming in the other direction, all of a sudden I have to stick me up against the wall, so that both pass, it was barely watched, our bodies may have shared something, but I do not communicate with my body, I often feel that I can not explain, the brain does not tell me anything other than what is related to the reason, so I remain puzzled, why be full at times and empty at others, why be rather in the morning and have the evening, but simple questions and complicated  answers