It's not easy to describe a person you admire if you want to make a real picture of it. However, I have a friend that albeit the portrayal is something subjective, I think I'm right in my description. The person I'm talking about didn't have an easy life; his childhood was normal, with good parents and a common living standard. This person has been loved and people around it took care of it. Over the course of the year, this friend of mine made his experiences, as we all did. Some good, some not so much. Currently, he is a normal person with his family, with his work, with his dreams as well. His dreams are so important to him. The thing I admire most of all is his ability to do that: meanwhile, that person dreams, having known that's just a dream and knowing that it will end vanishing in the middle of the night, it keeps looking at the sky trying to talk to it, and searching for a new dream but, constantly, keeping in mind that: Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.