when I think it is possible to do more of it, it makes me feel good to think about , because I know that the effort is paying, we are here , we become someone , it is j ' I realized my mistake , what I do I just do, asking nothing to anyone in my corner trying to believe in myself at the height of the storm even if I put my yellow anorak , I do not feel the force wind , or when I am stronger than I thought , it's always the same problem, you never know exactly where we are , we think to be there, and then we discover that we are also sometimes the jump is dizzying , but more often we pass from one to another without realizing it, that's the mystery of life , it is often split but we did not realize and continues as before , that's why I started to try to collect this lack that put me under pressure, if I find I can do something else, like watching TV or going out to buy bread, but when I think everything I 've done so far , I feel rising within me proud , I am the only one to feel , but at least so I 'm sure not to be bothered , and then life goes , that else to do, I expect nothing , I look at what is happening, I discuss with my means , I understand some things, but there are others that I do not understand at all, such as the fashion show nude alongside boys dressed girls , I wonder where is the parity , even as veiled women alongside men in Western dress, where is the parity , and it is always the woman who plays the role of umbrella holder