200 words

Here is where life keeps going. Everybody says —I can get it. I’ll get to the future—, other says —I don’t want to be famous, I just want to finish this—, and some others say —I don’t really want to be famous, I just want to finish school, start college and make my life—. Every thought has its own vision, although my thoughts never had just one vision, but a thousand. Maybe I could get a degree after school. It’s hard to think on yourself like a Doctor on Psychology, or Physics, or Philosophy, or Science, or the career you like. Maybe you’ll get to be just a family guy, with a professional title, a wife, 1 or 2 kids and if you want more, just go ahead, or you could end as a Doctor of letters of Oxford in the matter you want. Just do your best. Get rid of the chains that caught you into an awful chamber where you cannot look ahead of your nose and let your dreams of having what you really want on life flow before they come true.