An overview of what she calls life.

The question of the day seemed to be "how were your holidays?" This seemed to be a simple enough question, although she had a hard time answering it. It seems that she always has troubles answering questions like this. A period of time where things have gone up and down can only be described as mediocre. But no one wants to hear anything but "it was great!"

Starting out with a holiday spent alone, gifts she couldn't afford and then progressing to the surreal event of witnessing a man bleeding as a result of being stabbed in the entrance of a mall. Countless days spent packing and thinking, anticipating the move, the future.. the past.

A new home seemed to bring her some happiness, something she had been wanting for a long time. And perhaps it was this new home that brought on a pleasant but disturbing dream, that would leave her unsettled in her thoughts. There should be no need to worry, it was after all.. only a dream. And things would never be that way.