I had a long dream about flowers, trains, and life and death.
2013-12-5 06:28
The mother and the girl, who knew that they were going to die today, wrote on the blackboard of "Today's Needs" in the flower shop that they needed a mourning hall, two wreaths, cries and words of condolence. The train that arrives every night brings fresh flowers, but it is the ghost train that takes away life. In my dream, I wrote I love you on the blackboard, and then I burst into tears.
2013-12-5 06:32
A dream a year ago was so real that it made people wonder if it had ever happened.
And today, I write it down.
Conception: