it meant nothing since yesterday and yet I believe it is on the train until he leaves, this is a project I have long , spend a day in Germany, I do not know why but I believe that in this country there is a greater shift in France , because in France we are able to say that we are in a particular moment , while elsewhere it is necessary to differentiate between each step , to know if it can continue or every time the first few days and instead a kind of thirst for knowledge, and I pay attention to what surrounds me , once I had to leave early because I met the gaze of a woman who gave me the shivers , again I did not realize you had to pay for the clothes to be safe , so I hurried out in fear , but eventually I started standing , and everything worked well because every moment is precious , I often tell this story but I did not understand the end , because what counts is an eternal , for a second I recalculate the choice, it is so one more second in a narrow corridor that leads nowhere since we lost the ancient knowledge , modernity wants to crush everything with its plug and play, as if happiness was at the end of the cable