Today, 15th April 2017, a close childhood friend of mine had invited me to the world’s largest piano exhibition. I never really had much of an interest for music but he had convinced me that this particular artist fascinates the audience and leaves the audience in astonishment. On my way to the venue, the raindrops shone like diamonds underneath the streetlights. The sun was long gone. Thick clouds covered the night sky and the sound of rain hitting against the opaque tar roadway. Men and women under umbrellas, eager to get to their homes or nearby shelter. For a brief moment I stood underneath the streetlight looking directly above and asked myself, is my life even worth living?
Here I am, sitting inside a voiceless octagon shaped building, on top of a red fabricated