I count to 55550000011155889557755, arrived at the last number I realize that I am missing one, I have to start all over again from the first, it is completely silly, but I have nothing else to do, the weather is so empty that I try to fill it with what I can, and right now I can very slightly, I do not know why I want this drop, I'm not old, so why not I am no longer able to believe in what I do, I'm still not going to see a doctor for that, there is nothing to do, I move in that direction, that's all, at my age the brain reacts differently than 40 years ago, I see everything I did, everything I did not, I'm in the middle of my life, that's what I think, but how do you know the date of his death, I imagine to 90, this is an idea like any other, when I see the old around me, it does not want to give, but progress continues to advance, may be that in 20 or 30 years, there will be discoveries about how to age well with the strength to live