When I arrived to the floor, the situation was hostile for me. I felt cordial and eager to live but I thought of the large windows.. eight floors of free fall and feeling identified I was flying between the four walls. The planets beat hard on my skin while I cried in the first hours. I felt so alone that they could challenge me to be an astronaut. Maybe to go and sailing in a neutral an empty space or being absorbed by a black hole. In order to stop thinking and just feel.