She was laing in her bed and reading a book.It was something past eight in the evening and it was dark already behind the glass of the window.She put the book away, turned the heater off and opened the window of her small room.It was raining- not too much, but she could hear little drops of water falling down and crashing reeching the ground.She didn't think but just got out of the bed, went upstaires and left the house.She didn't put on any light on the porch.She went down the stairs and steped on the wet grass of the yard.Yes, it was raining...
Orange ligth was falling slightly on the road and partly reached the fance and its inside.She walked to the part of the garden that wasn't lightened and stood up pushigh her head back and pulling arms to the sides.She was looking at the sky...There was nothing: no stars, no plains, no the dark-blue space's emptyness.But there were clouds-everywere, milky-black clouds.And it was beautifull, more than ever...She was looking inside it, watching over its surface.Her eyes opened widely.Then she closed them and let her face to feel little dropes on her cheecks, eyelids, lips...She was simply listenning-sounds of water, wind wawing trees, cars going far away in the highway, birds getting ready for the night, her naighbors...She didn't exist, she dissolved in the air around her...
She came up to the window of her room and looked inside pressing her fingers to the glass.It was half-lighted with a little lamp on the desk.Her bed unmade right bellow the window, little table near the wall with pail of books and papers droped without any order, pictures painted right over the walls, many little things standing around the room and not matching each other-everything was part of the one whole, with harmony and cosyness.It was alive, it was her HOME, her own world.she stood up and looked away from it-to the darkness of the sky and trees going far away to the horisont and fighting for the space.It was the same.The same as her room-little and lighted, with lots of stuffes around it. there was something the same between these two different worlds-her, her soul, her mind, her will.It also was an unhuggable freedom and explosion of life, that reeched and smashed everything on its way in all directions.
She put her arms around a big olg tree growing infront of her window.She tuched it with the skin of her cheek.Then she turned around and pressed her spine to it.She closed her eyes and just listened and felt.Now there wasn't that tree and there wasn't her; there was only the one whole instead of them, there souls became one.
Everything around was the same: the same sky and rain, the same light of the street, grass, house...But there was a new world inside her and no one alife creature could enter it; not because it wasn't allowed for them, but because they couldn't see it existing.Nobody exept her and everything bellonging to that WORLD.
She entered the house.It breathed with everyday dust of our aproved lives.But not hers.This room belonged to her, but she didn't belong to it...She was from a different place, a different world that had been existing everywhere and all the times, but just so few could notice it.She smiled. She always had been smiling, because there was life inside her, the TRU LIFE...