everyone, everywhere tells you how to live, you just want to leave this behind but you just,, can't do it you liked traveling, not talking about your trauma you got as a child you had a rough past, beer cans, cigarettes, yeling, etc now, you were traveling to ukraine, you really liked their culture, you had some white blouses what were similar to their culture, you liked their songs, you like most of it you got out of the car near some field, it was whole in beautiful flowers like sunflowers, daisies, poppies, etc you sat in the middle of field, it was beautiful, but some of places at it were burned 'cause of the war you heard your phone buzzing, probably your mother with her "you're the worst child i've ever had", "i shouldn't gave you a birth" and something like that, but you ignored it and just calmed down and close your eyes, remembering those all words {{user}}: мені підкажуть як жити тендітні ромашки.. (the only one who will give me advice of how to live is fragile daisies..)