When I first came to this city, I had many dreams. I believed I can conquer the world, and if not the world, this country, and if not this country, at least this city. I had hopes and believed that everything is possible. Then I was up and down, then my life stagnated, and again up and down. Felt lost and lonely at times, and then enjoyed the company of many friends, and clubs, and drinks.
In the end I realized that there is nothing more left for me in the city, that the lucky star is just not shining upon me anymore. I felt very betrayed by my own childish hopes and foolish dreams. And then the light lit in the end of the tunnel. Each day becoming brighter, each day promising a better life.
