Lot to talk, but I think I can manage to write it here ;)

Last afternoon I went to a gym to see some classes of yoga. I'm not sure if I want to go there, it seems kind a "we are so rich that we do this oriental things with strange names" club. At least that was what I felt. However, maybe it's just me. I'll other places...

About three days ago, I entered the restroom and as usual there where things written in the wall. Most know the kind of obscene things people enjoy to draw there, despite this some times someone writes something interesting or funny. "Envy is a sign of inferiority complex." And I wondered who would write philosophy and yet have the manners to write in a bathroom. I imagined an artist trapped in the corporation, seeking for his word. Maybe a middle-crisis man. Or just a janitor, that's really more.