it was the other night , I was in my pajamas when I realized I had not taken my avocado, but I could not reach the kitchen, i had a paralysis of the legs , I need an electric chair car to get around but I forgot to charge it , and it takes three hours for this machine to walk again , so I have to wait and my hunger will dream of eating rather than calling my wife in Switzerland to tell her what happened to me , this is not how I 'm going to give me the space I need to be more capacity to change, it's a decision I make every days , it is an effort to think, because my body may not always want to do what they do not like him , I 'd like to move forward and I am sure that by me the best in the posture of a man ready to face the lack of mobility, I can gradually move me dragging me down , it will save me vacuuming , and so I start tomorrow, this is a project that gives me strength , I could complain and do nothing , and I often ask myself this question, why am I able to resist and believe that this is possible, it comes from somewhere , the power to believe in yourself , then as the world looks on my case called me a piece of furniture, I'm alone to act , it is a pleasure , it is a struggle , these are hard days , desires to leave forever, but I'm caught up lack , I must continue to do what the dream allows me to consider one question after another, it is an ability to make more effort, not to sink to exist not to live as other , but live like I can do , and why not after finding other solutions but after because now it is a daily effort