A really grumpy awakening without a reason, I think about it, why do I feel so sorry about existing? Did I drink or smoke yesterday? No. What did I do then? I dedicated the Monday to encourage someone to do things right and today I feel like everything is wrong with me, it seems like I ate the grumpiness, the negativity, the pessimist mood and that I can not escape from it, even if I work, even if I take pictures, I am thinking the worst scenarios, I am seeing my ugly features, my weaknesses, and the circumstances that won’t help. I reach the evening feeling the same way. Agatha Christie, a storm at night, company, I decide to go to bed early and in bed I realise that those are not my feelings, that I am somewhere else.