Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right
There was a time, in the life of this young man, when he had to decide what to do for a living.
Absurd as it might seem, despite his new passions, he moved out to a city. After a year of partying
hard and seeking occasional jobs, he got stuck partying at university for yet another year of his time.
He, then lost in the shades of grey, felt at once that some sort of miraculous apparition must emerge
And it happened. Scared of getting stuck at some office for making money, which seemed to him
equally soul-destroying as a school, he refused being a man and started to be a child again. Which
was, if the truth be known, a little difficult.
The dreams of making happy living, they didn’t let him sleep. And, like most of the curious kids, he
fought off all the creeps. Then he took his bike to mountains, to shoot the pictures of his dreams.
And since then, they let him sleep.