I walked into the room full of fog and music. The music room as I called it. I smiled to myself as the wind flirted with my hair. Oh, how I loved my rare visted dream world. I twirled in circles and circles until I was dizzy. I love this fantasy world free of pain and suffering. Free of deciet and filth. Just me and the music. Alone with the life most thrived for. Happiness is the only goal. Happiness is the only achievement.