He imagined a cubic water volume floating in the air and thought that getting there and plunging he could fulfill his dream of flying. “I have left my inert body hoping to find balance. Standing still I will fall towards the deep; without any other option, I may only crash against the floor”, he thought. “If you had known how is feeling so impossible to balance... It will never get clear, if it's been because of sadness or hapiness”, he thought. He imagined himself inside a crystal cube sinking hopelessly in the middle of the Atlantic ocean: “there's no light, it's cold, but I still breathe”, he thought.