"WINDOWS" SERIES

A boy lived in one room, and this room had a window. Outside the window grew a huge and lush willow, it was so large that from the window he could not see absolutely nothing but its leaves and the light shining through them. He could not see what was happening on the street, he could only imagine. At that time, at the beginning of his conscious life, the window lost its functional meaning for him, looking into it, he only fantasized about what he would do, whom he would meet when he was on the street. The window turned into a passage to his imagination, it became an image, a symbol of the likely events of his life.