The power of dreams is strong. The power of hope even stronger. I didn’t get what I dreamt, I didn’t get what I hoped. I’m at a crossroad again and I must choose.

It’s nice to still have the luxury of choosing, the illusion of a certain amount of freedom. It’s a bitter taste maybe.
But it’s something.
For I am preparing for the times to come.
And that will be the challenge.

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