I have many interests and fewer passions. My biggest passion I must say has to be my love of poetry. Everything is poetry in my eyes. The whispering wind, the setting sun, the shining moon, a glowing candle. I like to read it and I love to write it.

Another big passion of mine is dreaming. Now, I don’t spend all my time sleeping (although I would like too), but I love to do it. Dreams are so mysterious. They are a peek into our minds subconscious, a realm to which not even we can venture into. They reveal hidden truths and secret desires in an enchanting combination of metaphors, paradoxes, parrells, enigmas, and images. They make you wonder, they make you fear, they make you ponder your very existence. Can anything else compare to this???