Pencil and paper… Although it is simple to write or say these two words, and very valuable for me to live with them. That’s why I always like to carry a small notebook and set off with my travel book.
One by one, writing leads me to pursue my big dreams that I cherish with the inspiration of my soul… Almost two years ago, I opened another blog but I neglected it. Maybe I was stuck about keeping my writing to myself, or maybe I didn’t want to sell my pen’s friendship to the keyboard. Of course, during this time I didn’t neglect to pursue my dreams and I put the ripe fruits of my dreams in a basket and I gave them to my soul. I’m here again to share my basket and find peace beyond the claws.
I’ve had the impossible but I finally found the Magic Root that kept me from giving up. And every day I try to grow it without neglecting the irrigation. That’s why I started to work as a full-time dreamer for 3 years and 2 months. I tired, tired and tried to them… When all my dreams came true, I had added a new one. Of course, I was afraid to set up, but my real fear was that I chained to the dungeons of the castle which I made from sand… Now they’re sleeping softly there…
My dream has grown as long as I write. They grew as I grew older.
What is your dream?
