When I stay alone at home, I hate everything that I usually like. I try to ignore the sound of rain drops hitting the window and the wind opening it up slowly.
A child wakes up in me and it´s afraid of the things which I know don´t exist. I need to have a lot of light around me. A little lamp which lights up just a small part of my room is not enough.
Through the music I only need to drown out the silence in me not to feel the real fear.