What a wonderful world…
It is a cycle, an irresistable cycle, which involves I, me and myself. Losing my mind, fading out, drifting away. These are the words that I have already got used to. Where’s the light? Who’s stolen my light? Should I go and look for it? Maze. I don’t like mazes. Who has seen the wind? I can feel it, but I can’t move it. Where does that feeling come from? In the middle of … the air?! Ridiculous. This is totally ridiculous. Have you ever..? Have you?