however it would be more correct to start from the beginning, it was a mid-afternoon we were six at lunch on the grass, when suddenly thunder expelled us inside, which was not our surprised that we were wet, we had to wait two hours for the sun to come back and our clothes are dry, then we left for a walk without being able to finish our lunch, the grass was wet, it was therefore impossible for us to sit down, so we walked on gravel covered trail that had let the water below them, and finally we were happy walking we managed to understand that sunlight passing between the leaves of a tree just for the body to warm up to the eternal light, we are mortal, the sun has billions of years ahead of him before dying, when we walked an hour, we arrived at the sum main gate of the park, we left and everyone joined his car, I was glad I had with other emotion harmonious joy, what would happen now that I came alone in my car, opening the door to my apartment I was seized with a jolt of anxiety, there was more sun and I do not know where to hang to keep moving forward slightly, misery of life, where we find the energy which allows us to stay the course, this is not food, this is not the wine, it is not traveling, not in the other, then where does this wonderful source that opens our eyes to the love, attention to the fall every day we make choices, just a bad choice to sink deep into the anxiety, happiness is to take life as if everything was fine, and everything is fine in the morning, day, evening, and spend hours in my head all goes well, it goes up and down, I laugh and I cry often rarely, I take life the right side, and I do not know where it comes from, is the divine mystery, it is true that I pray regularly, so that's the reason for my hope, then, I can not believe If this is true, is that this is true, we can not verify this, but when I see myself able to stay afloat without crutches of alcohol or social recognition, I'm all alone in my hole, and I'm fine, forty past surprises me, I thought in my youth youthful innocence that died out about 20 years and then it was not funny, I saw my parents for galéraient our family can live comfortably, but now my father died at age 50, this is the best age is he got tired at work, it is the family that tired, you do not will ever know, life is an experience that eventually one day not too early nor too late, please, when going into retirement homes, we see these people, bent in two, no longer human, they are bodies bent, modern science can they live again, but for whatever reason, the lives to the end, even if the tip is twisted,