I could talk to you, if I had something to say. Something funny and profound that would seem to make sense, but.. I have no such stories. So I go to my home, and I stay at home, take a drink for my own pleasure then take a bath to feel clean and it’s good to be alone. When I’m tired of being polite, my room is the site of a dreamer’s life. When the night comes and all I have is myself then I look at the stars till my eyes get sore when your friends are gone what is life all about? I spend too much time alone just watching my favorite movie.