In a tiny part of my life i would like to live in an attic. With a small window on my bed for looking stars while i am sleeping, while i am dreaming. In a big part of my life i would like to hear the voice of steeple for relaxing or be sure for what time is it? In a huge part of my life i would like to bake cookies in My little Cafe which you Will enter by passing the hopscotch. And during My life i would like to smile despite the difficult days. Life is short, birds flying. And you? When is the time for moving?
