Imaginations!Fantasy, fiction, Expectations and desires. Desires and feelings. That's what color my writing. Sometimes present as ME, not infrequently appear as DIA. But definitely not as Myself. Because nothing interesting about my life that can inspire others.When I was watching a romantic drama, my heart filled with love flowers. Then came the puisi2 about love. When I see someone who is sad, then I'm lost in her grief ... and Be tulisan2 rhythmic sorrow, despair and misery. Sometimes I put Myself as a ruler, Spoiled Deer, the Lovers, pigeons, house maid, Women Jelita, but never as Myself. Because there is nothing interesting to me to share with you.That's ME and HE created. They exist, real between us, but not me.I was just an extension to the inspirations that, arranged in the form of words and poured it in writing on Kompasiana.Me wants to be them. Therefore they kuletakan as ME. I want to talk about them, and it cometh to DIA. But still never became ME. Because there...