Dreams
I can not close my eyes for a while, because when I close my eyes, I appear in this world again, that world is where I like to be ... But ... I can not live there why? I can not answer that question, I have no answer ... just know that this world is perfect for me because it is cold, the sky is always white, here all the time the rain pours down, the sun never shines, here I know who I am, here only inhabit characters that come out of my thoughts. That's what I love most.