Once a upon a time, there was little boy. Hahaha, who am I kidding.

I’m sorry, its

not a “boy”. Once there was a young man, who’ve lost his desire, to dream, to love,
to believe and to truly smile. Born from a fair family, a future had been decided
for him, one which one cannot refuse to.

Of fate and bound curse, etched into my heart and mind. One that says I am not
enough nor I am worthy of anything beyond a life of disgust, pain, and sadness. One
who is not worthy of life as I say.

Wait, wait, wait. Hey Aldrian, your getting way of course from the topic. Stick to
the cards man. Oh sorry, okay okay… ehm where was I? Uh, Ye-yeah. Well we’ve
gathered here today to discuss our first ever serious project. How serious would
that be huh? -_- well serious enought that we gathered here today. Uhm, when
will you serve me coffee? Really..? You know that could wait right?
Hmm, not unless you give me some sugar. For adrenaline you know. Well for that
matter, why wont we start now so that we can pleasure ourselves afterwards with
that adrenaline your asking. Oh-Okay okay you mister non-procrastinator. So what
do we do? Hmmm. Lets throw out the monkey first. No, no, please not me. No! Don’t!
Ehm. So, are we good to start now? Yes, let do this. Okay.

As we’ve all know we have a life, its not a good one, its not that bad either but…
we cant let this go on. We’ve been like this far enough that its making my brain
talk with myself like this. W-w-w-wait, what’s wrong with that. Well nothing I
guess, it is far more convenient to have a meeting alone, that with few dumb brains
whoever they maybe. Okay okay. Lets focus.

So, with what the current situation where in and where have been for the last few
years. - uhm. Four years, four years sir. No, no make it five. Okay okay. Five it
is. Wait sir, technically speaking its actually six or seven. Does that matter? -_-
Yes,yes it does. Okay

Actually what I wanted to engage with this time is for our goal to become a
distinguished children’s book author. Should I make that one plural? No sir, its
fine that way. Okay.

So, as we all decided, aside from that monkey, we are all going to be a children’s
book author.
Uhm,sir, if I may ask. Sure,go ahead. Uhm. What stories can we tell about sir? Good
question, uhm. We can tell our stories. What do you mean sir? We can extract what
we’ve experience up until now. We create and devise a story that would aline with
it. But not just any story, its a story that will help the younger generations. The
young minds. The children.

Basically, from the point where we left our dreams that time we became uncertain of
our future, that’s where we start.

That is why the very first story I have in mind to about hope. And the desire to
fly way beyond what we can imagine for our mundane lives.

With that let’s reimagine our life before this shall we? Or shall we just retell
our story in a way we can enjoy.

Once there was a boy who do not know what he’ll become? Now that’s genius, a
perfectly nonsensical opening line. Ok what do you got.

Ehem. Once there was a little boy who’ve thrown away his past and have lost hope
for the future.
What are you making a children’s book, or what?

Okay lets just say that the boy is currently living in a way that does not honor
his past, and which does not benefit his future.