@z428 You breath on me a mood of life moving at pace day by day without much change and excitement, just "being" regardless of human joys and sorrows. Like a slow gray-mood movie from 80s. A gray mid-age man in a long non-descript coat smoking on a corner in a cold morning waiting for life to pass. A housewife full of well-hidden resentment towards the smoking guy cooking a simple family dinner in the end throwing it in front of him and the children at 6pm. No words, and if so, just a "shut your trap" response. It's not even sad.

What a bleak vision...