I woke up that day with a strange feeling of fever and some kinda sickness that i couldn't explain. The sun was throwing gentle beams through my window, but the air was cold and somewhat... wet. I slowly opened my mp3 player and searched for my keys. I wonder if i should take my bag with me, with all the pencils, colored pens, cables and other crazy stuff that no one will ever carry in a bag, with me. I looked at all the twisted cables lieing on the table and my shiny headphones seemed to wait quietly on a corner of the mixer to be put to work.

"Sorry, not today!" and i get out of the door.

I wanted just to wonder around, with no precise target. Couldn't stand the hardness of the walls guard me anymore. Just as i got out of the building the cold breeze hit me. My mp3 player started to play the next tune. "We're aallliiivveeeee. Take a deep breath." And so i did.

- Now see, that's better!
- Yes it is... i guess.

As i was walking down the street an old man with an angel costume almost passed through me. He was carring his "halo" in one hand and with the other he was searching for a harp on his pockets. The robe was way too big for him, dirty like it has passed through some kinda war with the "inner forces of the dirt" and his wings were hanging on a side, just about to fall; i wonder how they didn't already. I looked at the wrinkles on his face and i knew that there isn't anything angelic on his expression. I moved on.

"Would you Fall with me, tumble into lost horizons. It's a long way down to the streets below"

And i started dancing on tip toes and singing from the top of my lungs, right there, in the middle of the alley. A handsome man was crossing, with flowers in his hands and i thought "wow, that's so sweet!" But, as close as he was aproaching i started to see that the flowers in his hands were full of insects and a worm was sitting graceful right in the middle of a beautiful, big, red rose, taking his meal.

- Ok, that's really gross!
- You can say that again.

"Been talking to myself forever, yeah
And how I wish I knew me better, yeah
Still sitting on a shelf and never
Never seen the sun shine brighter
And it feels like me
On a good day"

Oh i was really loving that tune and i started to "mmmm mmm" happily to myself on the rhythm of the song.

- Look, a couple is coming our way!

Yeah, they were so beautiful together. Holding hands and all the jazz.

- Ok, that is really nice. No doubt, no...

But i couldn't finish my sentence because i realized that the two were holding hands because they were hand-cufed. The girl looked right at me while she was passing like she would silently scream for salvation and small tears were falling down her cheeks.

I pressed next on my mp3 player.

- I need to sit down.
- Ok, let's sit.

I found a bench somewhere with the face towards a lake and i started colecting stones from the ground.

- You see? This one looks like a shell. I could paint it in blue and spray it with glitter.
- Yeah, it's beautiful...
- Hey, after all... what is beautiful? Because to me everything starts not to make sense anymore.
- What do you feel when you're wearing your favorite sweater even though it's 4 years old and you look in it like you're in a sack? What do you feel when you are in a store and right in that moment your favorite song starts at the radio station of the store? What do you feel when you play with paint splatters on a rainy afternoon?

I smiled.

- Well that is...
- ...that is beautiful! What you really feel.

I looked at my mp3 player. The title of the song passed on the screen... "Life less ordinary".