One day, after midnight, after many futile attempts on what'soever, just before the sun rises, it is on your way driving home( if there is any, if you call the place where you crash as home), in this rental car, after a boring and random chating with a stranger from an other island at a loathed shitty local bar, where full of Hispanic and black shits hanging out, it is on your way back to where you consitantly celebrating you insomnia, maybe it's also because the wine messes  with your mind, you FINALLY realize that, LIFE, since long time ago, although you tried so hard to refuse to admit, but, the fact is that, LIFE is  not about how to enjoy it anymore.

It is now about HOW TO SURVIVE.

It's about survive.

How can I

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Why should I?

Do I really want to?

为了天空飞翔的小鸟， 为了林间奔流的小溪， 为了宽阔的草原， 流浪远方， 流浪。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

还有还有， 为了梦中的橄榄树， 橄榄树， 流浪。。。。。。。。。。。