We have the means to achieve our dreams. And then, without warning, the sky falls on our heads, and when we turn on our backs, we see that life, the whole life, with its ease and difficulty, with its joys and joys, with its promises and disappointments, relate to A loose and hidden thread Such as a spider thread. Suddenly, we are afraid of less noise, and we do not want to believe anything. All we want is to close our eyes and not think about anything.