@Nico91 26 November 2022

Decent and resigned, I sit down to wait, and when the impotence of the present envelops me, I send my soul to the wanderings of childhood, to find a little relief and patience. I put myself in a guilty dream, to shelter myself from so many fatigues. I'm tired of losing dear people, I'm tired of being bombarded daily with news that softens your knees, I'm tired of not being able to, even though I want to, I'm tired of listening to the steps of time as they keep moving away from me, taking with all my energy. . I have the decency to be silent in a carousel of youth, I step aside, I have attended the courses of so many manuals of suffering, this makes me take a step back to look with wisdom at the beautiful and crazy youth of our present day. Let's not be selfish, when we were like them, with the world at our feet and our heads in the clouds. Once we don't allow that, after which we sometimes start swimming against the current. They are many, we are few, we filter each other easily, easily and in silence until the void becomes our home. A void of loneliness, helplessness and unhappiness filled too rarely and too little by the state of little for them but enormously much.