I sat half-lying on the couch after a long day at work, thinking about all the questions that have been proposed throughout history: what is the reason for existence? Is this what life really is? when you visit the world of uncertainty, the way out is more difficult than a maze in the Amazon forest. I do not realize that I am living the years of loneliness until these questions visit me in my usual seat, the sofa. As I stared at the TV remote, I wondered: is it time to waste some time escaping the truth? But my mind was confused and full of unusual thoughts, stopping me from grabbing that remote. As I sat half-lying, my brain almost exploded, saying, 'Let me take a breath.' But who would tell that brain of mine that I also wanted to take a breath? I thought about getting up, perhaps walking quickly towards my room, where I find the bed waiting for me with a warm welcome and saying: 'Stop thinking today, you have enough time tomorrow,' as I do every day. But something stopped me today. I did not find the desire to get up, nor did I find the strength to sleep, and I did not find comfort greeting me today. I sat half-lying on the sofa, waiting for nothing, listening to my mind's unusual conversation, staring into space... I felt something lying on top of my knee, I looked at my dog. He looked at me with his half-asleep look, almost as if he would shout: 'Feed me!' any second. I got up from the couch, it was time for his dinner. I put the food on his plate, I put the plate in front of him, and he barked at me (a way of his to thank me). I sat half-standing, watching him devour his food, and smiled lightly at him. He let me escape my thoughts without me realizing, maybe I'm not that lonely…