Not very long, but it is a while. I am alive. I’m here so I write, cause this is my designation. I try to find some topics on the net but I find inspiration in my day by day life. Today I served a piece of paranoia from my mom. She is paranoid. And try to make me believe I am sick and paranoid while she is paranoid. Today she asks me what do I have with a person next to me.
She is very sick and an unkind people. But it will be fine. Everything will be ok for me. God bless the patience!