Like everything, Fucking Dreamers (FKD) has a beginning.
A long... very long beginning, very very very long beginning, very very very long beginning... finally you understand what...
And at the beginning, the idea was born at the wheel of my super Lucifer red Kadjar. Like a lot of lame ideas. But this one has another energy.
You obviously see what energy I'm talking about.
The one that strikes your mind and stands out as obvious. The one that grabs you by the guts and that resonates like an echo that doesn't want to die in the high mountains. The one that reaches the most authentic part of your being. Who reveals your strength and your power...
You think big. You see yourself at the top. You think of the idea of ​​the century.
You want to change the world.
So like any good idea, you start researching, you try to find all the tools you may need to create your baby, cut the diamond that will light up the world... Your mind is made of steel. Your idea is revolutionary.
But your account brings you back to reality.
So you change your attack strategy.
And damn, is it your baby or not?! Do you want to go all the way or will you give up like many? You're not like that, you're not going to let yourself be defeated for so little! There are many things to do and learn to achieve your goals!
Well, there are solutions… right?
1…
2…
3 years…
And maybe more...
It's running out of steam. You're running out of breath.
And damn… it’s really hard. You slow down and you doubt. You end up telling yourself that maybe it's not for you. In the end, what’s the point of creating a brand that no one will hear about?
After all, there are so many... One more drop of water in an ocean you don't even notice!
Yeah, but your idea is better. (Obviously it’s yours) And then during this time you have come a long way, you have grown, you have lived, you have discovered… So you end up refining your why. (That famous fucking “Whyanh”)
Yeah. After years of not believing in it, of doubting, of finding all the excuses in the world to postpone the deadline, of putting this revolutionary idea in a dark corner of your head (the corner of regrets)... You know why you have to throw !
And it's there. Exactly at this moment… let the adventure begin!
Fucking Dreamers