Sometimes a bunch of frustrations take you to the right place, where you should have always been. Sometimes reaching destiny means going through dreadful roads, the kind of reality you will never forget, the kind of experience you need to leave everything behind. Strength comes from weird sources, indeed. Lately, I have been facing one setback after another. If life decided to slap me, it could not have chosen a better way to do it. When I think I will not be able to stand it anymore, things get worse. I have nothing but my life, that’s all. Is that enough? It must be, it must be… I was trying to take a nap without success and I found myself laughing so hard that my stomach ached. While resting my eyes, I made up a very bizarre story and one of the characters was very extravagant. She was me, the wacky woman who talks to herself very seriously, the lost girl who finds herself in a place for no reason and often forgets simple things. Mind and body are extenuated and are hard to discipline; they behave like out-of-control children. In spite of pain and frustration, there is always room for hopes. So, I keep dreaming, making plans for the present and the future and building up my hopes. I just need a little more strength.