chapter one

In the year of 1989, perpetual skies of summer are buckled with clouds and alluring flowers are starting to bloom in Borås, Sweden where a woman lives named Nastassia who always carry her daily one sentenced thought written in a journal. To her, the only thing that matters is the future, the 'I want to be able to' and not the 'Today, I am going to-' because she's an independent woman who would do anything to provide for her family. Florist at day til the sun sets, and potter at night til sun rise.

However, will choosing to focus more in the future can rob the precious moments of today? Or will she realize that today can be wonderful too?