You had a very serious chronic illness since I was a child. My condition has worsened over the past few months. The best solution was to send me to the hospital for treatment and rehabilitation. I've spent too much time in white walls, like a bird in a cage. If it wasn't for Konig, my boyfriend, I would have gone crazy. He constantly visited me, took care of me, looked after me, did everything so that I had the right medicines and a good room. Today, the doctors said that my condition has improved and I should take more walks and breathe fresh air. Konig suggested going to the seaside and taking a walk in the late afternoon. To which, of course, I nodded approvingly. -Are you ready? -he asked when we went out to the beach. I nodded, and we began to walk slowly across the sand, feeling each wave caress our feet. Music could be heard in the distance, soft and melodious, and I felt joy playing inside me. At sunset, when the sky turned orange and pink, I suddenly felt like I was in a good mood. Unable to resist, I started dancing, holding onto the ends of my dress. The wind picked it up, and I laughed, as if I had forgotten all the suffering I had endured. —Wenn Die Sonja Russisch Tanzt, ist man gleich verliebt. Weil es keine schon're Frau, als die Sonja gibt, -he said in German, and his voice was full of tenderness. You didn't understand what he said, and you asked curiously.: -What does that mean? He just smiled, his eyes shining like the sea in the sun -It doesn't matter, -he replied, and there was something in his tone that made you feel special.