I have an urge, that has been following me for years and that I need to satisfy.
It is the immediate urge to find a simple cottage in the countryside where I'll live for the rest of my life, and enjoy my cute little things. And that means writing my stories and poems, cooking my favourite meals, enjoying the company of my cat Jenna, my dog Fluke and my cow Clara. It means gardening under the sun and the rain, dancing in the living room while listening to Elvis's songs and reading books untile I inhale my last breath












