My Entire Learning Process Is Slow, Because

I Can Only Hope That Neither Of Them Was Scarred By Their Upbringing.

I Wanted To Get Away From My Past And Everything Connected With It.

Between The Two Men, Somewhere, A Truth Is Lying, And That Is What I Try To Find.

I Have A Theory That There Is Something Abnormal About Children Who Like To Practice Instruments They Are Either Geniuses Or, More Often, Completely Untalented. I Certainly Did Not Like To Practice, And The Teacher Who Hit Me, And The View Of The Park, Did Not Help To Improve My Attitude.

Friends Are Very Important To Me, And I Have Always Had Many Of Them. There Are Probably Many Reasons Why This Is So, But Two Seem To Me More Valid Than Any Of The Others I Am A Naturally Friendly Person, And I Hate To Be Alone.