I want to it be as gut wrenching as the pirates are when they demolish the ship of a strong captian. As though, I could only conspire with the sea, I will go against the tides of men. My fear is rather great but my ambitions are greater.
So no, I don't need praise; I have had enough of them. Measure me if you must, but I'd be much happier if you tell me, whether my action and presence make you grateful for having met me.
I don't know what's there, but I really wish it's a fairy tale and beautiful in the end. But without those "things," in my journey, my happiness doesn't stand.