Finding my way back

Finding my dreams
No one chooses to born, others choose for him. So, I did not choose the continent, the country, the district, the family I was born in: it is the naked human being's birth truth. It would be unfair if that became, turned into, a condemnation sentence pronounced on a man's life, as unfortunately, it happens often. It should be only a starting point, like birth – every birth – itself is: the beginning of every man's life journey. However, dreaming is my choice to be born; it is the power I have to embrace?", but it is more about "whom would I want to be like?": become that unique, unrepeatable, person only I can be. Dreaming is then the "art of deciding on oneself" and dreams are drops of life. Not dreaming is living like a living dead and, when I will finally die – for the human being is mortal – it will be like I have never lived, never been in this world.