Happens to be.

I write because I feel and when I feel then I am close to you. Closer when I am standing next to you, closer when I hug you or listen to you... When I write it’s more and more is what I need.

I write because it’s breathing and without and an air I am a fish imprisoned in the net on the land. I have you and it sets me free…I have someone to write about.

Thank you.

Agnes.