I remenber all

Full of existential crises, immersed in superficial problems, calm in irrational points, to bring your less normal desires, to a fleeting daily life, nothing common, efforts and energy spent on small tiny fractions that are part of a chaos that no one wants, sometimes remember the poor heart lasered by opinions and pawns on the backgammon board, I lack sense, I lost myself in my moments and my mind in thoughts, dialoguing with my extreme alter egos, alternating between frivolity and contentment of being in this confinement, stuck at home for a fraction of the time, just waiting for the right time to say yes, I remember