I wake up this morning with a big bump from a reminder on the phone that today is a philosophy exam. I explode, fly to the other end of the city in the inst, take off on foot to the 7th floor, run to the auditorium, pull the door... It doesn’t open. I pull again... And here it comes to me... I graduated from the institute 5 years ago, today on April 1 and my brother, a murderer and a bully came to visit me...