Like a plant, we are born and live our lives. First, we reach for the sun, try new things. We burn ourselves, burn to ashes and again return to the beginning. Ideas, goals, desires sometimes elude us and hide in the garden of our doubts, sensations, our feelings. It is impossible to be yourself, to be pure and naked in front of the world. You need to hide, mask, be tricky and adjust. Otherwise, you will not survive.