The notepad surrounds at me, stares me with its white face, waiting for the words.
I stop for a moment, and back again, listening the sound of carnival, everybody surrounds me and pushes.
At this point i'm sure
I hate humans, i'd rather be a monkey.
Without religion, without politics, without state, without facebook, without all that humans have.
It's a lie,
I have facebook.
Now the notepad has a few words, but it's still incomplete, the wordless white bothers me.
So i open the Paint and fill it in black
I feel good now
08/02/2018, macaco