Midnight Rain can carry humans softly, like a song in the language of vulnerability, an ambiguous friend to push forward and backwards just like life does.
Denial of what one feels is a chance to make hard, big things, smaller. The way one give itself to stop trying and accept what happens naturally, the nice side of letting go, following confessions I hid from myself before.
This book is not a way of surrender, but to lend ones strengths and weaknesses to the readers, and hoping you find an open gap inside yourself, to intensify it, no matter how deep or shallow you think it is, greatness of heart and mind is a choice if you consent on it, in your soul yelling and your body talking.