As I am a writer I guess I should introduce myself by some lines of my own: life is an unwanted not asked gift. when you receive it, it doesn't make any sense until you start to make wishes and dream. Then you see that dream is fragile, wish is uncertain, desire is suffer, seeing what you dream in hands of others is torture ...but beside all the dark things when you see the sparkle of a good friend, you find out that friendship is security among all this. Security in the ocean of uncertainties. I wish all of you come-true dreams and true friends.