Day 19 is about a nearly death experience… well I haven’t had one so what to write…
Who am I? I flee, run through the woods and the fields but I can’t be fast enough. I will never be. It’s cold and icy claws get hold of me. Again and again. An eternal race that starts again and again. Eventually I will free myself, well aware of the fact that it all will start again. Who am I? Summer.