This is a story about a girl. Or a woman. With high hopes and romantic dreams. Or romantic dreams and high hopes for them to come true.
This is a story about a girl with high interest in life; in nature and people, and what the interaction of those two brings.
This is a story about a woman who loves art. And art, when you think about it, is life.
This is a story about a kid that walks with birds singing, trees dancing and clouds running above her thoughtfully head, and who at night, before bed, always greets the Moon with its’ sad face nobly glancing at her from high above.
Not all her days are good and she sometimes too cries. But then she remembers the words of her dear grandma saying “there are no problems, there are challenges”. And she knows we work for our own happiness…
This story is about a girl and a woman and a kid or just a human being who I am.