How many people are able to fill vacuum in your life on the highway where there will be life speed and nothing else.
And my life is a small sidewalk on the opposite side of the road, where there is a man walking with my hand, there are only a few people like you who get a little ahead of the stand.
And I never walk like myself in the ocean, sometimes in the light of the sun and sometimes in the haze of halogen in the fog ...
Random path and messy life, and so on ... It should be good for yourself, what does the life of doing and not stop ...