Dreams are such a fragile thing. You need inspiration to create them, guts to follow them and stamina to see them through. Dreams seem at times impossible to achieve and hope vanishes at times. I've dreamt a lot. It's time to see them become reality. My reality is full of obstacules. Between money problems, security, parents and fear, my dreams feel like miles away. It's time I go after them. I'm prepared to work hard, make sacrifices, leave my fears aside and conquer. My dream is simple: it's to work as an editor and/or writer for a magazine, for books, for a newspaper, for a webpage even. I want to mold things into perfection, or as close as they can become to it. This is my start. I'm taking the first step. |
