Time goes by.

So, that's what people says. September doesn't seem as bad as it seemed last year. But still bad. Still bad. I cannot say much. I do not know. How and why? And I ask and I yell again and again. To life, to God, if it is supposed to exist. To the universe, why. And as usual I get no answer. NO ANSWER. That's how life comes out. And I lost my inspiration. May be I am boring my three readers. May be not. But I need to leave this burial (or at least part of it) somewhere.