Nothing to do, so boring... But not of no-sleep-nights... Mean, of life, of mistakes, of things that want to do, but can't... And of things that wont to do, but must...

Rules are cruel... Never can go in the future... Never can turn back to the past... Never can take the whole world to the right hand and throw it somewhere far away from myself... It's not fear, that we can't be ourselves, that we can't have our own mind, own rules... Something is going too slow, something too fast, something isn't going at all... But time is still over...

 

It's the real reality!..