Thank you, very beautiful. Your work has inspired a tale; These are day you know will never end. The rain and cold. Why is it always so cold? Nothing for me hear and it will take day to get to another town. I miss the world my parents told of. the one where the parliament and we had communities. Food was bought with money and in these places called stores. My mom said I was lucky and always have been. you see I since when thing happen. Call it the emotional echo before the sound of the event.