The enchanting fairy is giving away a poster and asks for our reasons not to give up. Why hold out?
Mine is simple: I. Because I'm worth that, because I am important because I want to be. Much. I will be a tightrope walker. And ballerina. I want to see Prague and Vienna and Leipzig and Dresden, Amsterdam and Copenhagen and Paris and Jerusalem. I will eventually have the courage to jump from 5-meter board and wake up in a strange bed. I want to paint a VW bus with flowers and sing karaoke. I want to slap someone to kiss him then. I want to scream. And laugh. Me to sneak in without paying a cinema and run away if you notice it. I want to do a cartwheel. And apply for a patent. On anything. Perhaps also a record. And be saved. If need be of me. I want to live.
This is my reason.
