A few days ago, I had the beautiful opportunity of having a short animated film I made screened at a festival. I felt so happy, like my whole body was smiling. I was deeply moved to reconnect with several artists from around the world.
I want to fulfill dreams. I want to be kind. I want to inspire and express myself. I want to look back and thank myself for believing I could create beautiful things.
I don’t want to lose this feeling of wanting to dream.
I’m afraid my soul might disintegrate in my 9-hour-a-day job in a grey office.
I’m afraid of fear itself, or of being affected by things that don’t belong to me.
I want to keep believing there’s something more.
