After twenty years of mediocrity, I was pretty used to being average. I realized now that I’d long ago given up any aspirations of shining at anything. I just did the best with what I had, never quite fitting into my world. But this is really different. I can be amazing now – to them and to myself. It's like I had been born to be a writer. Seing how positively people react to it.  The idea made me want to laugh, but it also made me want to sing. I had found my true place in the world, the place I fit, the place I shined..

So would you let me share it with you guys ?

The average dreamer who is still searching for the meaning of life and who he is always daydreaming.