Life is what happens, when you don't work to get what you know you deserve. Time goes by and we all disappear. You pray to come back again. You wish to make things right, but you are the fool; making the same mistakes. You're the stranger standing in 1805 with an android phone with no network and no net worth. You're the mysterious face people see in year 5077. You are infinitesimal; you are everywhere but here. Your kids are at the table saying 'the grace' waiting for you to come home.