It doesn't matter what people do or say, there's always going to be some days that are dark, sad and dreary. The morning rain was soothing, but miserably not enough, and it doesn't matter if my dreams are different from yours, this country house and pasture, horses and a barn one day, these dreams are important to me, even if they aren't important to you, some people have a strange talent for making her ordinary and double life beautiful for herself and for others, even if they can't see it or don't want to see it, it's not your dream, but you all should know that when I am ready, I will find comfort in making another dream come true, because grief made my heart silent and grief will open it again too, every life must have rainfall, it is its own miracle, and it can make you feel beauty of any kind.