What are you, Dark night within a s...

What are you, Dark night within a stone?

- Henri Michaux, Poteaux d'angle

Lac Une early autumn. The family settl me here, quite isolated, in this rather comfortable chalet with equal reason that my rehabilitation of the last not many months may be followed up according to a period of rest that gains my mind working again. They want to take everything from me to restore it and to exquisite me again according to the type of the average citizen with brace TVs. They are especially penetrating on my forgetting the issues of the last hardly any months and that I stop worrying about the Falling Brat. They are intent in succession ...