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Dear stranger, I hope you will become my acquaintance one day. In my first few lines, I think it's not only worth talking about my work, but maybe you'll see more about my work if I tell you some details about myself. On this intimate journey, I suggest that your imagination soars boldly, like a bird flying in the wind in search of adventure on a rainy morning. And you, dear reader, looking at this road from the outside, looking at the mysterious landscape, sit back with a hot coffee or tea... and listen to the silence that surrounds you.
My story begins in a small village as if it were a small isolated village on the world's edge, where everyone knows everyone - at least according to their claim. But when do we get to know a person? Do we know his name? Do we know his parents and relatives? What does it mean to know the other? Can we meet? Armed with these thoughts, I embarked on this dream called life. It became clear very quickly that this was not my world. My thinking was so different from those I had met so far. It's scary to me that they don't want to hear each other, or is that normal? I often get confused, probably because we don't understand what we mean by a certain word. Because of this, I either don't speak, I take over the role of the listener, or I'm forced to explain myself, which frustrates me as if I'm guilty of something. So, as you can probably guess, my confidence is on the floor. For a while, I did my best to get in line. To be honest, I still can't find my place. I was never a good student. l though I tried, I was never thin, let alone beautiful. But that was me. It takes a lot of effort for me to break out of this labyrinthine prison, and even now I have not succeeded. Even while writing these lines, the past came back.
This work embodies the struggles that arise during my journey. After all, during our journey we have to face a lot of struggles and difficulties with others and sometimes with ourselves. Every loss I have suffered over the years is important so that I can start tomorrow armed with new experiences. But I think that in winning fights, my opponents are outstanding because it means that I have taken a step forward. They say big victories come from small ones.
Finally, a little tidbit about the title.My story about a road I wanted to avoid. Well, this way is here and now. Back in my home state, I would never have imagined entering this virtual wilderness.
So what's next? What is the next step? Well, I hope something good, something new...
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