Laptops and tables

Buzzing all the time. My day to day is surrounded of sea, and rocks. I feel isolated and sometimes afraid of deciding. A decision is responsability. And responsability takes time to mature. As I look to my window and spot the small islets and a city near by, I usually smile. But smile can be a sign of black humour. 

A Olympus machine,cigarrettes,our tv is on. An empty glass and my wallet and a brown table. Chaos.  I want to say something to someone, but I have no possibility to do so. That person is not here. A butterfly needs to flap her wings. Only then I will know what to do.

And a black cat is inside the car

And R. is layed down on the floor