it isnt what we feel that it may be sometimes but real answes may undoubtly come anywhere.

A part of us may well quite precisely revolt what we may or may have not overcome throught

the ages that was in order to merely understand what is to come.

Feelings such in one hand engineering success, in other leads to self-replication.

A man fears himself the most as he knows his weak points, and in the case that he doesnt we shall call him naught but

miserable.

This is the story of a miserable guy.

He hadnt seen neither the sun nor daylight since 3 days as he recalled.

maybe that was why he wanted to pace up his schedule a little and not

sleep that morning.

he seemed rather amazed at the idea of early life yet he was bedazzled to actually

leave the house, even though he did crave some cigs. he was out since least an hour or so

thus making it even harder on him

it was always the same duo he had. coffee and a slowly lit cigarette.

this morning thing was taking that away as hed be normaly sleeping not thinking about any of it.

but there he was sitting on his canape of ikea fashion with a green steep back and half a sunbeam entering

from the semi-open curtain that he found rather unique. it had nothing to do with what he had in mind but somehow

worked great with his apartments furniture.

small pleasures such made him realise how much he liked his new place with his roommate and also,

how much he would enjoy having a cigarette watching waking of the world from his canape.

that lead to the beginning of our journey. he left the house to go to the depanneur.

and there he was outside. wearing a white jean white tshirt duo he specifically found regular but knew would look well

along a black coat.

he wanted to look different say maybe not fitting to the morning.

he had that look as if he had just woken up or havent yet slept at all.

he felt superiority over the crowd zealously walking towards their classes.

something kept him grounded to life; but it sure wasnt school.