Ninety-nine walls were important in my life. Because I thought that overcoming the remaining wall was easier than turning back from those ninety-nine walls. Yes, that’s what I thought.
Hours of pointless work, even though I got no pleasure from it, those ninety-nine walls… there was one more. Each time, that wall never ended. Years passed, my chemistry changed, my energy ran out, but that damned wall, unfortunately, never ended.
Why, why? There’s no point in admitting it. Life, it seems, is lived with things we can’t be… If it doesn’t work, don’t force it. It’s not the end of the world.
The 15th InTraders International Conference On Multidisciplinary Studies, 18-19 May 2026, Bucharest, Romania
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