Once, I saw a motorcycle riding down the street. I wanted it to be mine so I could ride it around the world. But neither the motorcycle was mine, nor was the world. Who said that dreams come true? Dreams rarely come true. I think the journey toward the dream is more important. The journey that will put you to the test, where you start to understand that everything has its price — freedom, disillusionment, happiness, or its pursuit. And at the end of the day, you decide whether to stop or keep moving.

It took me years to understand that the world is mine, that every second is just the movement of hands on my clock, and every decision is my choice among unlimited opportunities. If you keep moving, at the end of the road, you will discover, without a doubt, that you have won. And it doesn't matter if your dream came true; you will win. You will win when you dare. https://video.nostr.build/a5bba9efcd5ffad01da14831b61be090e93e91d0bf605f77e40c39fd0dff8378.mp4