After all, I didn't really go to Vika's place.

Instead I went to the movies with Bá, Defex, Clarissa and Pichi. We decided to watch "Finding Neverland". And I absolutely loved it.

It tells the story of J.M. Barrie, the author of Peter Pan and how he started to think and finally to write the play of the boy that would never grow up. It's a movie about life, about each person's inner child, about relathionships and above all things: Dreams.

It keeps on impressing me how imagination and beliefs can make all the dreams come true. How to trust someone or believe something is always the first and most important step to follow a path that seems not to me possible to get to the end. Reminds me of this whole Oxford affair. Of the way Simon always remind me that it isn't impossible. I just have to work really hard for it.

In the end... Who knows? Maybe you can get whatever you want if you just believe it is possible and give your body and soul for it. Hope is, after all, what keeps human beings from falling to the ground and just staying there.

That film also made me want to write again. Again? I can barely call whatever I have put down in words by writing anyway. I have a million ideas, stories, caracthers... I just don't seem able to make it real. Imagination I have plenty. The skills to write is what I have been in serious lack of since I was a little girl. Maybe if I practice more and more here I can improve. And, someday, who knows? I may even have a book.

I just have to believe. Believe more on myself. And work hard, of course. You can't just sit down and wait for the mountain to get to you. That could take a hell of a long time...

... And life is too short for this kind of shit.

"On the last thirty seconds the boy inside you left and you have become a grown-up."

What is Neverland anyway? A place where writers go to get their ideas for books? A place for humans to find their inner child again? A place where we hide when we are scared of reality? The place where our dreams sleep 'till we find a possibility for them to awake?

I prefer to believe in all of the above. Neverland is different for each of us. And that's the way it will always be. But you have to believe in it, otherwise how will you be able to fly all the miles until there?

Neverland has many names, figures, views, forests, grounds, seas, clouds... And most of all: Different dreams. After all, what would be great about the world if we were all the same? It is shaped on you, and you alone.

Neverland is that place that a book can take you. What a books does to you cannot be done by anything else. It wakes up your imagination and transports you into a whole new world. A world that may not be real for the people around you, but it's so real to you that you can feel it. Touch it. Taste it. When you read a good book, you can hear even the faintest sound of the farthest wind, you can feel the taste of the food, you can feel the pain, love, happiness, anger and passion of the caracthers. When you close the pages, you are back. Back to the material world. But sometimes you feel that the world you really belong to is inside those pages. Into those words. Deep insinde a story. Who knows? Maybe your life will someday be a story someone else will be inside, while reading a book.

A very good friend once told me I read too much. Well... What can I do? Sometimes I have to go home. Go to a place where everything is possible. A place where I can enter a deep reverie and not worry, just dream. A place where I'm safe from real life. A place where I'm a kid again. My very own Neverland.

And books take me there.

Logging off.