An image that is so deeply rooted in his head that he does not even notice how this image affects all his decisions and life's path.
All the colors begin to fade. He must be first, he must get a degree, he must go to work, he must behave modestly, he must start a family, he must have children, he must "be right. Through the thin veil of self-inhibitions, he saw those almost forgotten colors of life, all the things he had once dreamed of and wished for, all that carefree freedom. Two images looking in different directions, two inner spirits sucking out, like Dementors, all his strength and joy. He has only to look at this alluring path through a frightening dark emptiness full of fear, insec...