there was this person who was sitting on a bench one night. it was located next to a sea and he could see the vastness and greatness of the water. he realized how small he is compared to the water but somehow he could sense every drop of water in the sea and it's emotions. the magnified senses where amplified with thomas newman's "any other name". it all seemed to suite together. he could see the beauty in the world. every positive emotion floated through him like a leaf that is falling down with a breeze. it's beauty and sorrow. as if tomorrow, what tomorrow?
he was happy because everything was at it's place. everything was correct. like a big mosaic that was put together carefully. he was happy about life and he knew everything...
