Today is December 20, 2011, and that man sits in the chair of his office, takes a paper and a pen and begins to write his list of purposes for the year 2012. Stop smoking. Go to the gym twice a week. Diet. Get out before work. Tell your wife a beautiful phrase every day. Take your children of excursion once a month. Use the stairs to get home. Read. Keep the office orderly.
Today is December 20, 2012. Our man is late home from work. Your children already sleep. And he is very tired because he has not been going to the gym for ten months, so he goes up in the elevator. Enter the floor. He crosses with his wife in the hall and greets her with a head movement. He doesn't feel like cooking, so he asks for a pizza on the phone. While waiting for him to arrive, he thinks of reading a book, but he regrets and turns on the TV. He makes a zapping, but there is nothing interest to him. So he goes to his office and sits. Take a paper, but you can't find the pen because of the disorder. When he finally finds it, he begins to write his list of purposes for 2013. Stop smoking. Go to the gym twice a week ...
Today is December 20, 2013. Man is at home. A few months ago they fired him from work. The man is alone. His wife has left. His children are with his mother. The man sits in the chair of his office, takes a paper and a pen, and writes his list of purposes for the rest of his life: forgetting the purposes. Live.
