I slept down and all of sudden I found it very strange to live like this and started think about my dream. say.. Having a good job that I have been dying for , Making my university life full of activity, Pursuing hobby that I love to do, Planning of retirement , Building a strong belief and so on. hmm.. Rising above all these things, What is the real dream of my life? What do I want do? Where is what I want? Is it beside me or not? Somewhere I can't reach or I can? Some poems, maxims, saying are telling us what it is and where it is.. It sounds great. But how can they be so sure about it? Nothing works for me this time. But no worry. Tomorrow I will forget about it and start to laugh and smile again.