walked into the kitchen with the most unbearable of all the sloth. Noon passed and I just got up from bed, pants, shirt and socks in the medium out. I opened the refrigerator and there was nothing to give back to the surf. I turned to see the sink and a glass seemed to me a wink with the most similar to a glow somehow stood out from all that mountain of junk living, plates and cups overflown by an army of tiny flies. I removed a little mess and put the cup under the tap, opened the tap and filled it halfway. It was much longer than six months since I drank water. Smelled and was not transparent. I opened my mouth stuffy and smelly, I poured water it. Well, neither knew anything.
