First, I need to practice my English, so bear with me.
I need, every morning, to remember there's something apart my duties. There's something beyond preparing breakfast for the family, dress the children, and go to work.
I need to remember, after each phone call, that there's something that's not grey or dull, that's not boring nor monotonous.
I need to push my self each day to reach the afternoon, always trying to protect that little imaginary world where I'm the hero, someone special, the cunning villain... someone else.
So I need to survive the day, put the children to bed... and pick the game or book.
I need to be a happy teenager who still believes everything is possible.
Maybe I'm just jaded, or tired (it's Thursday, 22:15. I have the right to be tired!) but I need that lost innocence.
And I don't need the prize, I just needed to let some steam off.