We must dare to dream, and look far. The rivers when their springs erupt do not know where they flow, but they are not afraid to walk, and we humans stand before them without help building our cities around them, and they remain in their dreamy path. Hold your pens and write in colloquial as you pronounce it, or in Standard if you want, or draw an eye that sheds tears, or a laugh in the middle of a beautiful face. Or do what you want, express everything on one white page, and if you see that the most informative thing that can be is that it remains white now, it is okay, that page will wait for you until you want to fill it. Every letter, shadow, or anything of yours will mean a lot to you, because the story of a life for each of us is a wonderful story, even if it is short!
