"I remember these endless summers when I was a kid and I used to play outside the whole day long. There was this large meadow in front of a mausoleum in the castle garden nearby my grandparent's house. This was my happy place. The grass and the lady's smock were so tall that the stalks were taller than I was. I could literally dive in. The perfect hideaway. I heard my mother calling for me for lunch, dinner, that it was time to go to bed, whatever but I simply wanted to stay there, surrounded by the scent of flowers and grass, above me a bright blue sky. Invisible to others I felt safe. It was a deep feeling of pure happiness."