I had a dream. I regret that I woke up but I want to tell you about ths wonderfull dream. It was so good that I did not want to wake up. It was a really, realy good dream.
Outside it was a late summer. I was in a large hall full of dresses and I was walking among them. All were beautiful, I wanted to wear them all. I remembered my mother's voice that told me I could choose only three dresses. I felt like a kid on Christmas Day, has too many toys around him and does not know with whom to play faster. I admired model, material and my eyes shining with joy. [...]