My Dreams

My dream? Fried chicken.

Also, juicy fast food and a sushi-burger.

Not coffee dates with you — no, thanks.

I’d rather sip wine or maybe a cheeky liqueur.

My dream? For the war in Ukraine to end,

and for everything to be divided… properly.

Also, giving my Moldova

to part of Romania — deal with it.

My dream? Education for everyone,

not weird angles or an exclusive elite.

A world where knowledge matters more than status,

and everyone gets a shot — not just the chosen few.

But let’s be honest:

if there’s fried chicken, wine, and a bit of world peace,

I’m basically living my best life.