Caviar

I am tired…really tired…I am on the edge…everything is useless…I do not know what I am doing…I do not understand what is going around me…this can not be the end of my dreams…my future plans…ahhh…all what I have planed…ahhh…am I eating a sandwich…I can not taste anything anymore…my wife…emmm…yeah…why is life so hard…ahhh…my children…I need help…my lovely children…but what can I do…Nancy Agram is so sweet…I need a cigarette…I am nothing…ahhh…I have to buy a mobile phone…aha…I am exhausted…aha...I want to go out of this country…no…I have to go out…but how…I want to go to America…huh…no…I want to go to…to…to Dubai…no …maybe Kuwait…but how…no no no...my neighbors…my family…my people…I can not leave them here…it is only for a short time…earn money…yeah…money and come back…start my independent business…Magdy is not better than me…I will…yes I am dumb… wait a minute…I am pathetic...but who is responsible for this