Not one more way NOT to make a light bulb... I'm done!
The ultimatum has been given...
one of the roads diverging in a yellow wood has to be traveled, not sorry I cannot take both, Ich darf nicht lange Zeit stehen bleiben...
On the one side, there's a sunday morning and the rain is falling, I've stolen some covers and shared some skin... It's not precisely raining green, but surviving is a way of living. The warmth inside makes up for the cold overall, and a crowd of tynies substitutes the crowd from a tiny. It did not reach the top of the pyramid, but the closeness makes it the same. On Sunny Days, the black and white film of the "what if's?" plays again and again...
On the other hand, I explore the familiarly unknown uncovering what I already knew... I find it. But leave it all behind, in a way that I only move through what has already been mastered. I lead a life of escorted solitude with what was supposed to be there on the first place. I am still nowhere, but I am good at being there...
Aaaand>>>>> TA-DAAAAA.....
ok...
the light bulb is not working :S
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