An architect of himself

I'm gonna feel free to write. Again. So, the music, as a long time ago, just sound through the speaker, the quality has improved considerably. My thought wander from one side to other, I can't control it. Strategic operation, decrees, words, numbers, boring things really. What do I gonna do? It is to heavy to bear the idea to having to pass the exam. I hate exams. I need to realx, but, the music doesn't help. I must to change the radio station. Probably nobody knows what does a radio station is, actually the sound comes from spotify. The empire of the music. I used to write this kind of thoughts by hand, usually with blank and red INK. I'm gonna show son examples, just another day. I must to confess that write like this is a little bit hard to me, but thats the idea, force to do new things. Goals, goals, goals, do I really have to do them? An architect of himself.