The one who writes

If form, then cube. If animal, then dog. If season, then winter and fall. If bird, then heron. If part of the day, then evening. If plant, then of course tree. If material, then stone. If scenery, then highland. If flavour, then hot. If flower, then red poppy. If road, then straight.

If it’s half full, then it’s half empty for me. If colour, then purple and mauve. If it’s white, then it’s often black in secret. If it’s black, it’s sometimes white, just sold. If it’s real anger, I keep it. If it’s my fault, I apologize. If I’m right, I don’t bate. If I love you, you can ask for anything. But maybe I will object it to you after years. If you ask, I give. If I need something, I reluctantly ask.

I am not a good person. I am not a bad person. A human being, yes, I am. I can take it on. A human being who believes in angels.

If… then this not gonna be an accident in this blog!