Sometimes I am looking on the Internet for answers about my life, my fate. I google it. I have always found info about anything online. Why shouldn't I seek for that page that has my name at the top  and the FAQs that trouble me every night and prevent me from sleeping. Tonight I was thinking about Mihai, about my aunt, who always fascinated me, and about what seperates me from a life I am only dreaming of. I was never a practical person. Most people would judge me for being unable to live for today and always worrying about things. I admit I am quite useles to society so I'll try everyday to be more pro active. Learn French, get a job, help my family with money. You know, worldly stuff. But deep down inside I will always be that curious coward dreaming and wondering what this world is made of.