It does not put me down in the mud and does not bring me to the throne, but rather, my laziness keeps me somewhere in the middle. It makes me feel even more nauseous. When you just hovered. As if someone turned me into a boomerang and I move forward and backward. Like a curse. But WE curse ourselves. When there are so many talents, and you sit and blink at the sun. Or is it a gift? Perhaps it remains to be found out ...