# badly kept garden

nezumi-lab was deserted and tumbling into ruins. abandoned. felling into disusing. like a dead track. what I was doing with my life? what I’m doing with it now? where am I? as always – in the middle of something very important that keeps me alive, makes me busy, adsorbs days and nights. no free time. hell existence called life. where am I? what’s happening to me? what is this pain I feel? why does it hurt? something definitely wrong with me, but who cares? I’m moving forward, madding maybe the biggest mistake in my life trying to find a way to heaven.


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