Michael K's life and his times

Michael was right to scream when he was torn from his mother's womb to face the world around him.. for a child like him, with a deformed face and slow understanding, prefers to stay away from people's eyes, finding his comfort in darkness where loneliness soothes him. Michael grew up with these feelings in a care institution at the state's expense, far from his mother, who visited him from time to time, bringing him sweets and some superficial affection. When Michael left the institution, he worked as a gardener in public parks to earn his livelihood under difficult living conditions and brutal internal wars, but suddenly he decided to leave his job to accompany his sick mother, who had become unable to continue working for a family. During their journey to her hometown in the countryside, he discovered that he needed a permit from the police to leave. When she couldn't get it, he decided to take a path through the forests, walking on his feet while carrying his mother on a handcart pushed in front of him, facing storms and rain as he kept asking himself: Why did I come into this world? Is it to continue escaping from people and from myself.. or to reach my mother’s safe haven in her hometown..?