“When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.” ― Patrick Rothfuss , The Name of the Wind I was sitting in the corner of a restaurant with my coffee, lost in my own dreams, my own world, staring meaninglessly at the by-passers. None of them had the ability to pull me back to reality… And then there were 2 girls who passed by mumbling some song, together and that was when, abruptly I was bought back to reality. They were lovely little girls of barely 8-9 years old, wearing beautiful pink and white frocks. I don’t know why, but I loved watching them play. They engrossed me completely! But then there was something else that was taking my attention away… Dragging me so gravely to my dream world again: the balloons that they were playing with. Balloons with polka dots: white on red and black on green. The...