Hi! I'm Sarah Godmann, from Sien! I'm very very happy that you are reading this. Thank you! I had a hard time getting the courage to write this.
Why?? I'm not all sure about it. I suppose it's a season thing. Leafs surely wanna see the winter sometimes, don't you agree? But that would leave us without autumn, with the cushion on the feet, the brown and red, and the methaphor for god's sake! Would you imagine, instead of saying "the autumn of life" or "a withered forehead" people just saying "getting kinda oldie" I certainly wouldn't like to grow old in a world like that. But what I know?
I only know that everyone loves spring, and I am in the spring of my work. Here, in this writing I will tell you many things that you didn't know. Better yet, things that you didn't even know you couls know. How can I tell? Because I talked to people. Real people you know. And many of those people telled me things that they never disclosed, because *open quotation* "I never thought someone would care about it" *close quotation * What if they lied, or they were unknowingly observed by you? In that case my "dear neighbour" I wrote a lot about my impressions too so don't be discouraged of making findings in that front. If you did also read my manuscript and left this introduction at the end, well, jokes on you because you just finished!