I have a bad temper, it's true but when does the journey start? Are we really ready to travel it or do we have to cover the frustrations that accompany us in everyday life? The group is a karaoke of nothingness that satisfies our soul in futile moments that obscure our soul eager to rediscover itself in its true nature, that of exploring the ego troubled by an unexpected path. I don't denigrate those who have fun in a group, it's just that I don't feel like it anymore, I live attached to humanity every day and I need a bit of solitude to feel alive. sorry kitty, I feel particularly alive