There are times that we think we are misunderstood and feel lonely. And as we drown in the misery of loneliness, as if struck by lightning, hands suddenly appear trying to reach your lifeless form and pull you up. That was the feeling I had months ago when I felt so lonely and miserable. I had nowhere to go, everything was a dead end. But as I start to get lost in the never ending dead ends, people start to appear and gave me a helping hand. They became my constant companions and now I consider them my partners in crime. We do things together and we are almost inseparable. We even have a name for our group! DC! We invent and do new things that some people might think as weird but the hell they care.