How I imagine my future, just as it is now. You see, I sit in my room, and here the family is behind the wall. (...) Most deteriorated for another reason, because there was such a caesura, that our brother who died (...), I feel this, maybe I'm wrong, I don't know, but I feel that my sister simply doesn't want to forgive me that I'm alive and he's not alive. (...) The second work is such a dream, because I couldn't be unambiguously pessimistic. My dream is above all to have a partner, to have a little house.