This is a new day. I struggled with my mind, a strong and ridiculous idea. "Crazy indeed." they said. And I afraid I will do it. Can you imagine a country which does not need any help but democracy?
It is the noon. Coffin of the red tea still palsyed me. I felt sleepy. I perhaps need to sleep, a deeper sleep. While falling asleep, I remembered, a long long ago, she gave it to me, the owner of a breakfast room, the red tea.