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And all this science I do not understand ... it's just my job five days a week. We can

I said, enough with the metaphysical.
Simply put off, thinking, doubting, take decisions that do not put it melodramatically never implemented, subject to painful events that I had not planned rationally.

Watch the cards in my hand, act quickly.
Call, raise or fold? And then there is always, at best, all-in.
I do not like too much of half measures, you will understood.
I love gambling, but are totally incapable of bluffing, you will understood this as well.
Provo, on the contrary, a perverse pleasure in finding out the cards one by one, slowly, looking straight into the eyes of my opponent, challenging him. Paradoxically, the best player in the world is bent when the rules are not, and the real bluff bows in front of radical honesty.

So these are my cards, what do I do?

demand, the real question is another.
What do I do with it?

Last night I dreamed that I passed the entrance exam for medicine. The test that caused me almost paralyzing anxiety over the past three years, at a minimum, and a bitter disappointment, no more than eight months ago. Well, I had spent. I had it done. I was inside.
I do not know if my feelings were due to the illusion of dreams, but I felt something completely new. I knew that I was back on track, following the star to the right direction, you have made a decisive step towards the future I wanted and I waited, while every other way was wrong. It does not matter if she reserved for me much happiness, it would be wrong.

begin to persuade me that it is unnecessary to wait to bump into my destiny, convinced of being able to recognize it, then I will have deluded means and weapons to defend him, I'll be at that time to confront him.

Sometimes fate has not arrived, other times I did not recognize, all too often I let get away. Too often I was unprepared, inadequate, not enough fighting. And more than the pain of having failed, there was enormous relief. That vertigo. "We got drunk of his own weakness, we want to be even weaker, you want to fall into the street in front of everyone, we want to be down, even lower." Fucking dizzy.

I do not want to be afraid.
I never want to rejoice in the defeat.
I do not want to believe not up to.

I want to be a doctor.

's what I want, is the sincere wish that I could express.

It depends only on me.