New path found, old path rediscovered

I just remembered a dream I used to have back when I was a little kid.

I wanted to work as a reporter for a newspaper, writing long articles about things I had been witness to.

With time, that dream faded away and was forgotten, or it just hid itself, because if it hadn't, I wouldn't have this urge to write blog entries every now and then.

If I was a reporter, I would have the chance to travel far and wide, informing people about many things that happen in the world, both good and bad.

And if I ever could inform about international news, I would have plenty of experiences to write and tell about.

But in the end, it's the same old story: grow a pair and leap towards the unknown, or play it safe and stick to the small and insignificant dreams.

Nero