As a kid, I loved my father's stories. He told me about himself and all sorts of people I had never seen before, but through his stories I had the feeling that I knew them, or rather a likeness of them. The images just flashed through my mind and my imagination created all sorts of wild characters that I used to tell crazy stories to people around me in my youth. In recent years, I have realized that it is stories that preserve our dreams and guide our future. All people have their own story, many are interwoven and each one is worth telling.