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>You open a drawer and see plenty of objects that remind you of specific moments or particular feelings. A photo with an old loving couple, a handwritten note on a slightly ripped page, a blue pen and some coins. They are are wispering something, all together. In the back of the drawer your eyes catch a white piece of paper. You take it and want to write it down, but in the beginning there is an internal fight between you and the white paper. The respect for the mistake and the pleasure you feel when it's filled with a beautiful sense arecrossing your body at the same time.
You look out of the window. Suddenly you remark that this is not your own room. You want to leave this place behind you. You close the door and at the other side of the street you see a jumping eskimo, who is shouting "You don't have the time. You don't have the time to reach the tree with the blue root!" You are smiling and answer him "Sometimes it's easy, sometimes not."