I went into state of a happy gob
 I am in the state of concentration like a broken tube
 I thought about what to do next
 My sadness gone smaller
 I have some looms
 How to be different than other mammals
 I already lost the sense of an inch
 Although I've never dreamed about anything
 I never mocked anyone
 I'm not talking about it anymore
 Because I don't know how my thoughts flow
 And I'm just falling
 10:45 April 4, 2003