I’m 18, and like everyone else at that age, I’m full of energy, untold stories and dreams. I’m studying to be an art historian, but I’m an artist at heart. I write poetry, draw, play the guitar, sometimes even compose my own songs. My poems have something of Warsaw, its gray sky and bright colors of the old city. I dream of a big stage, of my music touching the hearts of people, making them think and feel. To earn extra money, I work as a bartender in a cozy bar near the university. There I can observe the life of the city, the people who come to relax and talk. Sometimes I even sing in a bar and I like to feel the energy of the crowd. I have loyal friends who always support me in my creative endeavors. We go to concerts and theaters together, walk around the old city, share dreams and stories.
