If I start, when I am in the middle of it, or when I am nearing the end of the thing, I am positive that it will be there, written in bacl and white, that feeling when I sit on my remote control by mistake, and I will have no idea about the fact that I am sitting on it, but it switches off, and everything will be silent. Because a lot of times that is exactly what surprise is like. Or sometimes even life. Not the bad kind, you know, just the kind that feels like something's missing. And then you don't really understand it, you are listening to the silence, and then you realize that you are sitting on the remote control, that I am sitting on it, actually, and it wasn't even you intention to sit on it, it wasn't my intention either. But by that time you get used to the silence and it's kind of nice. It is pressing your ass, my cruel ass - that gorgeous remote control. Fucking television. And all you fucking silences.