Once upon in May

My backpack and a bunch of AIESEC-ers or only myself or just people, rain over the mountains, sunset over the sea, forests and roads, strange languages, new people, ordinary persons that are shining through only one spot, good bye endings with "see you somewhere in Europe", first time ever, step after step ... it begun in the late April and ended with the first days of June. This is my May, a piece of dream becoming reality, tempering my thirst of stepping, growing my hunger of living.
There are images sticking to my eyes, strength arousing in my joy, dreaming, fighting, smiling, trying, tasting, life kicking out, further and further.
Life happens now.