Friday I got up early because I had an important appointment. I took a bus at 7 in the mornig and I sat close to a guy, just shaven, who was smelling like a clerk going to work. Maybe I was still sleeping but I heard he talk to himself. I’m not sure he was moving his lips but I could listen distinctly to his words:” The sun is missing. For how long haven’t I seen the sun so far? I forgot. The new job is really binding. The day goes by so quickly, just completed three reports, updated some files, recorded the daily meetings and it’s gone. And the night welcomes me again at the exit, out of work, in my way home. My skin is now as light as the milk. But this is the first step to be accepted to the Royal Moon, the rare powerful elite of people who never sleep...”