Gabriel-M-40288
Late night. I keep wondering. What are you looking for? A good conversation, perhaps? Yeah, a good conversation. But the company has to be good. Phew. I got it right. I almost wanted to live in the chat. But then I remembered the Pink Floyd song, "Time," And you run and run to reach the sun, But it's setting, And you run and run to reach the sun, It's turning around until it rises behind you again, The sun is the same, in a relative sense, But you're older. 30 or 300, time plays against you. And what will be left? Good memories and, who knows, a lesson that time passes, even when separated by a screen. I wish I had something better to say. Lack of culture? No, I'm sure some things are only felt. So, for you, man, who still doesn't understand, read my lips, it's worth it, it's so worth it, I wish I were still there.