the last time I saw him I told myself that I could not forget it, and then life goes on, emotionally charged moments are various back and forth in childhood, understandings, truths and then this silly moments, everything happens in the disorder must spend time to put everything in order, we are happy with the work done, but it is already evening, tomorrow will happen after the night, we do not know what state you wake up and before we do not know if we will sleep well, how it looks, I'm going to go well, there will be one day, one hour, one minute, second, the second where it will go over, I become pessimistic, bitter, evil, violent, but at the moment everything went well, I was, I am, I will, I will, not problem, everything goes well, as always, or at least since my birth, I'm not talking about my design, it is already difficult to remember his first day on earth, it is impossible to know if I was fine in my mother's womb, this passage of life is the rest of our distant past when we were fish, the birth is on earth, we crawled forward, it clings to furniture, one breaks vases, then you learn to read and write, it happens that in rich countries, poor countries children work to earn a pittance, in France it is, it's nice, not too hot nor too cold, as if France was located in the best location, surrounded by sea and mountains except in Belgium, where it is flat, the higher you go further north is colder, it goes south it is more hot, in France it is a temperate climate, it means we are inclined to be moderate, it is a feeling that comes from childhood, a time of great sweetness, the only time in life when we are not responsible, we advance into unconsciousness, then we think we know everything knows nothing is wonderful but it does not last, one day you become an adult, that day it s better hang while flickers, you have to take responsibility, it is ultimately the fun, work, health, relationships, holidays, must foresee everything, just calculation, with no guarantee that it is good and the years pass, ten years ago, twenty years ago, but now I live, yay, yay, yay, that's great, I breathe for so many years without ever stopping, as it is, I live in my time, there are drugs that save us to continue to live, whereas before we die more easily, but hope, what about the hope that every body should live, we see in many modern people are sad, they feel they can not get out, they are blocked, they no longer dream, the human being is capable of sinking all his hope is gone, it is the passing hours , but I jumped, I exult, I am here, exactly, no problem, no doubt, all is well, thank you