It’s not how I planned it, but that’s OKAY.If someone asked me back in the days of my naïve, innocent childhood, what I wanted to be, I would have told you of dreams to scale mountains and maybe some stories about wanting to fly (with wings, not metaphorically), or may be teacher, but as the years went by, I came to the realization that probably I need to aim in some different direction.It took some looking, but I feel I have found what I needed.WRITING for me has become an outlet. Giving issues and problems a hilarious twist on the paper makes them seem much less intimidating, now all I need are wings – Yeah, I still expect some freak miracle to give me wings and I refuse to let that part of me grow up.On the closing, the summary that was supposed to summarize me – Winter is coming!Sorry, I just always wanted to do that. If my summary creates doubts in your mind though – I’m not insane, my mother had me tested with the full marks.There I just did it again. Needless to say I enjoy good shows on the Netflix.That’s all the summarizing I can do for now, because I really had to write this at the drop of a hat.Farewell! Adieu! (No, French is not something that I speak or understand without Google Translate)