The passage of time

Another english class today. Another strange day in London, cold and cloudy (something common here but i'm not get used to it)
I woke up this morning with a odd feeling in my throat so i think that i have a cold.
All things i have to do today are being harder than other day....i feel tired and very very heavy...is the ages?? i'm afraid that it is the weather everytime changing because im very young.
Anyway i have to walk everyday torward the goal and i had to fight.
Today we went to visit few Art class in my college to take some pictures of them. My picture, the sink of the sculpture class, it was really dirty and rusty you could see the passage of the time.

French is the language that turns dirt into romance.
Stephen King
How many french am i gonna need to clean this??

I came from a dirt farm, now I'm filthy rich.
Larry Holmes
....i was wondering... where is that fucking farm??? i want to live there...

Pornography is the attempt to insult sex, to do dirt on it.
David Herbert Lawrence