The suffering that should not happen as it should be as it is today. When the breathe in cold air in the atmosphere of the morning, heavy feel sleepy eyes have not gone without nothing to be done in the next hour. Neural also felt stiffly, a little move a little thinking, but too much rest. Somehow, it is not clear exactly this life, all running monotone without any change must happen, but life must go on to face the next morning. Just complained only lament only.
