One Impossible Day, Of An Impossible Month,

Each Person Feels Pain In His Own Way, Each Has His Own Scars.

I Often Dream About The Dolphin Hotel.

A Life Without Pain: It Was The Very Thing I Had Dreamed Of For Years, But Now That I Had It, I Couldn’t Find A Place For Myself Within It. A Clear Gap Separated Me From It, And This Caused Me Great Confusion. I Felt As If I Were Not Anchored To This World - This World That I Had Hated So Passionately Until Then; This World That I Had Continued To Revile For Its Unfairness And Injustice; This World Where At Least I Knew Who I Was. Now The World Ceased To Be The World, And I Had Ceased To Be Me.

Everyone May Be Ordinary, But They're Not Normal.

Even If You Managed To Escape From One Cage, Weren't You Just In Another, Larger One?