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One day I wake up needing for a change, because I have realized that i had stop dreaming,
that deep inside, I had given up. I have been the dreamer for years, the crazy girl that
about happy things you can fly to neverland. and one day i said that that girl that used
to believe in another life, deserved a chance. I habe been years working for a blurred goal
andl suddenly, something iluminated me. I set a destination: London, where else? I
needed strengh to start this new adventure. and with out parachute, i jumped. Once again
I am the dremer that believes that she can make her dreams come true. My friends, I am
not even sure about my adventure. but while you are at your houses watching MY video,
I am walking around Hyde Park, watching my fav. paint or reading in picadilly.
Yes, this times are hard, but not impossible. I am in a moment when someone asks me "what
do you want to be when you will be lder?" and I kust answer "happy" That is my goal.
Like I said a year ago "I know what i want and I am gonna get it". I am far away from
my fiends, family and old life. I dont know what i am going to do. but i know something.
Dear logic and objectivism lovers; the dreamers are not going to give up. I wont let the shadows
swallod me. I dont really care about what others opinions. I am going to squeez this
life, and if you want to join me I can give you the squeezer.