How This Story Was Born
I live with my head full of daydreams. Impressions, thoughts, emotions — everything I experience in life transforms into images and storylines. I don’t control the process; one moment I just realize that a new story is unfolding in my mind. It feels as if I am watching a vivid, colorful movie — and there are so many of these movies playing inside my head. Sometimes I say that I have a parallel world in there — one that resembles our reality, yet is subtly different.
One day, a special place appeared in my imagination: my own “cozy little world before sleep.” I would go there when I wanted to relax and drift off. I love that feeling when, in a cool room, I wrap myself in a blanket, slowly warming up until I feel safe and peaceful — sometimes falling asleep in the process.
Little by little, I started imagining that I wasn’t at home at all, but lying in a picturesque forest — and I wasn’t wrapped in a blanket, but in a soft cocoon. That is how an entire world was born: a quiet, fantastical reality where people don’t live in suffocating, noisy cities but in warm, protective cocoons, surrounded by nature and silence. A world without struggle, yet full of resources, where life moves at the slowest possible pace — and quickens only if a person wishes it. A world where an introvert can finally feel safe and whole, without being crushed by society’s expectations.
And now I want to share this world with my readers. Perhaps some of you will find it familiar, comforting — even a place you’ve been longing for.
Thank you for being here 💛 We are all searching for a place where we can breathe freely and simply be ourselves. What would that place look like for you?
