I was sitting on a stone thinking about who I am when an old man came to me and said "Sorry, could you tell me where the nearest inn here ?" I didn't say anything and just ignored him. I didn't want some one to disturb my imagination
He smiled for me and went away and I continued thinking. I though about everything that happened to me. I had no family, I had no money, and I had no everything I need after that disaster that lost all my own. But the point, I had no way for my own life.
I used to think about it while sitting on the stone, even though I never found what I want. Sometimes I wanna cry but my tear was dry. I didn't know what I've to do. I sought for someone's hand but no one cared about me. I was supposed to be a thing that no one wanted it come. Damn..!! all are snobbish
Suddenly I got a voice "A dream is not a way to solve your life problem. You will not get what you want if you just stand on your dream..... move....!!!! Find your life!". To my surprise the voice was not from my mind, but it was from the old man I've ignored.