which reached me

which reached me is the desire to measure the gap, then I can enjoy myself doing something else , which is that's life , that's why I put myself at the table, j ' 'm hungry when it's time , but when this is not the time I believe what I see, it's easy, I like it , or I take another path for a place or another , I am able to just take what they need , it is not worth bothering because in the moment high enough, I think I need to jump to reach the present time , j ' 'm used to this kind of exercise but I do not have twenty, time passes and I must admit that I 'm not as powerful as before, I have to compensate by redoubled envy, so that I 'm always in a dynamic that allows me to move forward, but it takes me more energy than before because here is a passage for the chance I have to be careful , it changes every day, it is a step moreover, a kind of belief in the future and that it can do something else, a roof that looks , armor reassuring , another and another , and then in the evening a quiet , what pleases is finally finished , we must say that it does not continue , it takes time hovering above tissues , it sings a little when it's big, but mostly it's even better when it is on, because there is can see all the details , curves, dips , buttons, beautiful robots, former victims , executioners, things freeze and when you are afraid , warning that give the impression that everything is stuffed with anchovies unless I do not make exception and what I am is a simple embodiment tasteless , but that's for later, when I would have understood that everything is the same in number after a cream, and that it is done properly , a small step that says a lot, as the kitchen utensils are heavy for what the rest I make a gesture towards the dead and what's funny is to think everything is useless because life is a joke that can not go further than the time to laugh after everything is done before taking his bread and make the way home