When I'm living in my world of imagination i see only...me ,it is when i drop my pen reality comes into the frame and knocks at my door yelling debt, debt, debt ! Of course i will not lie , sometimes when i really listen to the persons words of everything i must do to clear my path of debt, I AM ..AFRAID,but its maybe because every time when something in my life feels threaten i have a tendency of pushing away. Even the feeing of embarrassment lies hidden underneath my skin .Two blocks and one stone combine like all they others is where my age sits. A long and prosperous journey lies ahead like a cook to his or spatular walking down the road towards that avenue where the artist licks the tip of the pen i...will arise once again with they only debt to pay is my success.