Last month, I got to see an old friend back from when I was in LA. I met Caroline when she was very young (I think she was still in the primary school), but now she has grown into a matured young woman.
I remembered her interest in arts and drawings but when she showed me her watercolor paintings on her tiny sketch book, they were nothing like I remembered them back than. It was like "love at the second sight. Her drawings to me carries that innocent feelings that can only comes from the heart — a labour and expression of love. Looking at her paintings make me feel like I want to be part of her "dream" world.
Now Caroline lives in NYC where she usually sits somewhere in the corner of the city for hours with her water color sets — drifted away in her world.