At 5 o'clock in the morning I started my daily routine, run that I hit you to get out of bed, a bit of physical exercise to desesperate the body, the shower, wake up children, breakfast, put on the suit, dismiss the dog, ride to everyone in the car and swell the daily caravan of contemporary men to the metropolis, leave the children at school until they wait until the night is still awake, reach the park & raid, take the metropolitan and finally reach time to take the newspaper, take a coffee from the station machine and I still have 2 minutes left to be able to sign in and join the work table in front of the computer. Towards 11 heat in the office water for another coffee, this time with some croisant, back to the computer and that the 1 go to the corner of the avenue and wait for the turn in the van Loli to supply me with the desired hot dog for after a half hour long to return this time to the meeting with the team and draw the plan for the next stake, tertiary with the correspondence and finally the 6, time to go to the gym, others go to the UVA, again to the car and back home, it's 9 o'clock and curse, the children are already sleeping ...!
And the weekend ...? Well, there is no office but clean the house, wash clothes, buy in the supermarket, the child's basketball game, the dance class of the girl, breakfast with the daddies, the vermouth with the mommies, the food in the restaurant, prepare the meal of the week, go for a run with the dog and see the movie although yes, I’m eating popcorn ...
And at the end of the month and see what the bank did with our savings because if the mortgage, insurance, household expenses, children, if the receipt of ..., it went well until in some hollydays we arrived at what I show in these photographs and, so that to continue, so when seeing these images I encourage you to decide which way to go ...!
Robinson Crusoe has already discovered it for almost 300 years ...!
Are you ready…?
Paraphrasing Salvador Dalí and without fiction exceeding reality, I can indicate that the difference between this Hitchcocknean character whose robot portrait I relate and that is not me