Bullets and army boots All I remember is that it was me out there. All dressed up in military, from top to toes: casket, uniform and army boots. And a shotgun. It was as if I was the only enemy there, attacked from all sides. People and some sort of drones were shooting at me. … Continue reading Army boots
I may be called a dreamer, or an idealist, or a warrior for good, or even a naive one. But I do believe in people. I do believe in beauty and I do belive in change. And I know they all exist!
A new year just began, therefore so many opportunities to meet... so many changes to embrace... So many new lessons to welcome... So many hopes to raise to the sky... And so many dreams to touch with the power of my mind!