I want to taste the stars and feel their glitter frost on my warm tongue with a tiny sizzle. Deep inside my head, I knew that it is no more than a wild craving. So whenever it snowed, I drew out my tongue to catch the tiny snowflakes on it, imagining them to be the tiny wafers of shimmering stars that are aesthetically designed and sent down by God as a reward of all the virtues, that we humans possess. This tiny imagination gave me the best merriment and satisfaction, which taught me that it’s all in your mind; either twist your thoughts and turn them into the brownie points that are in favor of your dreams, or fall a victim to the pessimism and depressions.