I was born into it as a sink child. My mother pulled me out of the freezer.

Then they thawed me out and saw that I was somewhat younger than my age, and I was a male sink with a democratic and bearded interlink. The neighbors immediately gathered in the house to celebrate the new member of the family together, but they were a little surprised when they saw that I was already silent in English.

"It's a miracle, people, he's already silent in English; I understand him clearly!" - shouted one of the neighbors.

However, if there were polyglots in that crowd, there would be no end to their astonishment, as they would have understood that I was crying in Albanian and opening the door in Spanish.

They gave me the name Servon, and I immediately tore everything excellent from my mother and hung it on myself so that even the sink could not be recognized. Because of that act, my mother immediately became ugly and remained so for the rest of her life, just as my younger brothers-closets and sisters-TV antennas were born ugly.

I was more beautiful than the purest emerald. I had red eyes like a spotted pig, and I had one eye on Monday and the other on Tuesday. My hairy eyebrows resembled bird's nests, or maybe a hedgehog's, so I could wag them like a tail all the way to my nose.

I knew how to look in different languages, sometimes in two at once, and I could feel the stench of moldy shit while I was looking.

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My mustache grew under my lower lip and was joined with those under my armpits. Instead of teeth, when I yawned, a small and sharp beak would emerge. It's so that I never get a toothache.

"He can't stand the pain nor the smell of the dentist," my parents said.

My nose was bearded and completely wrung out like waste after drinking lemon juice.

Whenever I saw my shadow, I thought it was some special sign for me, so I wrote it down regularly.

I wore low and blunt ears like an anvil. You could hang smoky hammers on them instead of earrings.

My face, legs, and hands were left stunned by the neighbors' astonishment, but that's why I was as quick as vomit.

I had a very slow mouth, quite rusty anyway.

I put stray water faucets on my feet because I was suffering because my toes didn't grow nails.

In general, my appearance gave off ability and sobriety, somehow as if I was not alone, and as if I was called over the wall, and when I answered and reached him, I was silenced."

"I was also very impatient, and since I couldn't wait to grow up and be thrown into the trash, one Wednesday, I put on my stray taps, filled a bag with salted plums, found my father's pants, and wrote them down well as a greeting.

Saying goodbye like that, I jump into the future and stop hastily moving in front of the present. So, I set off into the world alone, single, without even taking my memories with me, which, of course, when they found out about my plan to run away from home, rolled away and hid under the bed.

Since I didn't have a plan of movement that first day, I moved purposefully and without connection until I fell into a rut that turned out to be made by cows with their mooing.

That rut encircled the world.