It's there, right in front of you, mocking you. You can see it, but is seems like every time you want to grab it, the distance grows. So you take a deep breath and try again. Try to grab it again, but you fail once again. And it's right there. I sometimes believe that it was put there to motivate me...but sometimes it feels like a cross too heavy to be carried. And it mocks me, god damn it, it's right there, why on earth does it have to be so difficult to reach it?!

Yes, persuation can build a nation, but every single day I have to persuade myself that it is worth it, that I'll enjoy every bit of it in the end. But it's so hard...and so long...but I love it. It's like a masochist relation I'm trying to build here with myself. I know, it's an awkward thing to do, but I'm pretty sure that if I do this the outcome will be great. Grand, wonderful! I hope, hope is my last resource...and my strongest ally!