My world

My world is the foam mattress that absorbs the strokes, the bubble of happiness that encourages the dreams, the protective universe that looks after the soul. The frame of the picture that portrays my existence: in the foreground the most important, the less important in the background. It is the shed you do not want to leave if the sun burns, the island you want to arrive at if there is a storm. My world, that much and, at the same time, that little.