Dreams.

by the way, I had a dream last night... I had several, but the first one was about purpose... not necessarily the purpose of life, but about what I could dedicate my activities to. Basically, it took place at school (or rather, an institute), and I think I was late for some class. They told me something (like that I don't care about this subject and I treat it carelessly), and they kicked me out. After that, I started arguing and said that I love to draw, but I'm not very good at it (apparently, there was drawing involved, haha). And that's how we started talking with the teacher... I started saying that I don't know what to do after school and that I don't see the point in working in ordinary shops or other companies, because just earning money isn't enough for me; I also need to do something important, something that feeds my soul... and in the end, we somehow ended up talking about helping homeless children, i.e., I could work in an organization or somewhere else that helps orphanages and other institutions, bringing joy to children, but I don't remember how =\ maybe it's related to painting, who knows... Then there were other dreams, and I remember one of them, but I'd rather not talk about it x)