Thoughts

I love the isolation that evolves from ourselves.
The freshment of anything but air, conspiracy breathness
that follows every shade proyected through the ground floor.
Sounds of nothing
and dirty movies with nothing but separation
and incomprehensible sounds of human madness
that can make anyone run away.
More lights and excitement
all place round you look.

I need a taxi, a coffee or
a bunch of invisible stuff.

You are only as healthy as you feel