"Eighteen years passed and she was convinced she had already faced all the essentials of life, tasted the smell of every unique flower, listenend to the most beautiful words and got lost in dreams that were necessary in order to keep the balance between her wishes and the minor bright but cold reality. Future to her would only be the 'panoramic mode of presentation' in the book her life was meant to play the main role. But just in the moment she finished another calculation on the people passing the bench she was sitting on she got lost in a daydream. It only took one second and everything she had learned, built her tiny little world out of and believed in was gone in the same way a rain drop softly kisses the hard ground on a foggy morning in autumn and it should take a whole lifetime to explore the stars in that infinite night sky she could never stop looking at anymore. That was the moment she was sure she had underestimated the magic of life completely." - reflection of a girl

Reflection of a Girl