A room, 3 meals, social life, the weather, income and doing what I like.
Three questions: what is mine what is yours and what is ours?
The answers: mine is my responsibility for me existing. Tour’s is your responsibility for your existence. And ours is the feeling that is when we are together.
The only thing we are allowed to do in a conversation is ask, and answer.
Sometimes human existence leaves the impression of a video game with a lot of emotions.
Got a character, got a map, a quest, and through the game possibilities evolve.
Sometimes, is written.
Butterflies touched on their wing may never fly again, humans are so fragile.