once I said it was both too since I restrain myself in a small universe made of habits and choruses looped back in my head, but now it's going , I dragged myself to get here but once installed I started as if I had not realized that it was not worth thinking about something else, because the walls are built in selected directions by former pilots of the Army air, if you start off they will prevent you going down quickly, then I stop and look , what is happening , it is not there, well , I still , so what if I go down , it makes me see still some body pretty well molded, but when I'm ready I do not understand what I'm doing here , I need distance, I have no plans of communication with representatives of workers , all you need to do is a gesture in favor of the poorest , we are in a situation that leaks from all sides, where is the France of my youth, where workers employed , unemployed chose not more work for a personal project, but yesterday everything changed , I do not recognize anything