lit's my first letter in this blog, i hope it will not be the last..

a little really in my mind now in this real moment, but it does'nt mean that I cant creat anything to write about. words.. soem people call it the production of mind, something more logical, and intlectual but i prefer to call it the sound of the heart. when you feel depressed and frostrated, wanting something but you cant have it, sometimes in those moments dreams seemes pretty far from reach.

evreyone of us passsed this stage in his life the stage of not knowing where to go, or what to do, as being trapped in a glass box in a middle traffic jam wishing to go out but if you did a car might kill you at once .

for this reason and other reasons i use words to express my feelings, my mood, my desires and dreams. and .in magical way these words in a moment between midnight and dawn it become a breathing creatures