part2

i didn't have time to finish my last paper , some days are like that , wakin'up by the phone ,eow left the room with my jacquet for drive my motorcycle and she didn't see my passport and my atm card in,she go to rayong i have see her there tonight but no cigarettes no money for even a coffee, it's wonderfull the start well,i don't relly care ,i call the condo room service they know me, with all the tips i give they can wit for to pay a cup of coffee and some cigarettes,Cake call me to,i think she want me to go see her , i try to take one hour before go Rayong an stay with her in ICU(intensive care unit) when get in this part of Rangsit Hospital it's like another world ,another time, force you to silence and respect like when you go at church the only sound it's the ones from the Artificial respiratory(sorry i don't know if it's the wright word) and this sound this ''BIP...bip...BIP...''like the Sputnit when it was in gravitation around the world, like theses poors fellows in the room are on gravitation around the life,,i want cry but i can't they are so young and close to death....this remind me how we are fragile, and everey second of breath it's a gift