this is...

This is my life
Where do I begin?
The day of my birth? My very first glory?
The feeling of laying on my fresh bed?
Sleeping at night and seeing that tree knocking on my window, feeling scared with shadows... listening that sound of litle drops and... the wind...
The taste of fresh bread, my first day in school.
My grandparents home - how I miss them... how I miss them all...
Christmas Nights, the New Years Eve, playing stupid games, singing stupid songs and all laughing like crazy...
Drawing flowers, suns and buterflys, playing outside making lovely wood houses.
My music!! How can I forget my music? Music always on my mind, my head, my body, my skin...
My first photo machine and my first photo... it was in a garden, a beautiful garden