BLACKOUT

...and he tried, it didn`t worked out, but somethings on their way were meant to be solved.

that night they took a walk, have some fresh air...they argue about this and that, the negativeness all around them, "chritmas spirit is an illness without a cure " - said sadboy - so they went back to try to have some rest. To hot to sleep, to cold to be on the street.

Some places are not to be found yet, some roads never to walk on, but we do it anyway, maybe because it`s easier, maybe because someone tell us not to do it. Whatever the reason, we are the ones who play were no one else dares to pass by, the ones that laugh and cry until the tears run dry, we are the ones to talk about, we are the children borned in a universal blakout.