She lives in her own small world; she enjoys seeing the positive sides and denies seeing the negatives. Many of her friends wonder how she is able to see beauty in things that lacks the sense, she never answers. She knows that they will never understand and will keep arguing.
She wakes up early to avoid the traffic while driving to work. The morning music in the radio station she hears plays a good role in keeping her mood. If stuck in traffic she forgets about the noisy people and the crowd. She closes the windows, play her especial music collection and set her mobile on low-ringing tone. She looks at the old buildings neglecting the modern decorated shops in the ground floors. She enjoys the yellow rays of the sunrise or the orange rays of the sunset on the streets, squares and its reflection on the vehicles.
Among her friends, she’s accused of not seeing the full image or knowing people well. She replies with a warm smile that if she starts judging people, she will never have enough time to love them. She draws a frame for herself through she sees what she admires, hear what she wants and smell what she likes.
