You know, I have this dream. It’s so crazy and stupid and impossible. But it’s mine. It’s the only freaking thing that makes me get up every time I fall. That makes me try again and again and again. I don’t know if it makes sense, but I don’t really care if it’s really possible or if will never ever happen. I just need to try, with all the strenght I have. I need to follow this dream. I need to do the things I really want to do and find happines. And that what keeps me here. Breathing, eating, walking, studying… Waking up. Still alive. That stupid, crazy and impossible dream, that doesn’t make any freaking sense… still is everything to me. And I will try to make it true, always. Always.