Well done Hive account@xpilar your design is great
One goes through whole days in which he is not present, not in reality, not in the imagination, not in the interior, not in the outside, but in the middle, almost standing there alone on the margins of the world. Being totally incapable of classifying his sensations or understanding what is happening to him seems to be a nuisance, an object without any attributes, wandering in the midst of dimensions without antibodies.