I think I'd never wanted to be what I am trying to be. It's like I was left alone, trying to find what I could help with what I had and what possibly to have. There had been few choices to choose since my ability to imagine was just so poor to think of many. At work, at home, I was just searching for possibile ways, and some of them I just tried them rather than to do nothing, thinking that this action could be just in vain(Mostly that's true). Even now I was sort of startled at why I'm here, but I am here. Just go for it. No one, not even me, can stop it.
