At the beginning there was only silence, emptiness, an oppressive aura of loneliness ... We all got to the beginning at some point, how? or why? the reasons always vary, they are changing and from time to time we become residents, time seems infinite when we are in it.

No matter how small the emptiness is, there is no more resistant prison, the exterior is within easy reach but inside our oppressive cube everything seems blurred ...

But ... there is always a light, no matter how small it is, it will always be there within our reach, we just have to decide to take it.