One of my little dreams was to once admire the August full moon. Either in a museum, or in the Acropolis, or in a view, even on a balcony. At first I considered it necessary to accompany Amore. Amore check. But, for the first year, I lost myself in love. Second year, I made a mistake during the day. Year three, I could not find the moon anywhere. For the fourth year in a row, it was raining profusely and clouds were covering the moon. Fifth year, guess what. I forgot it! And so the little dream was left small and forgotten. How many dreams have we really let slip away, so useless from our hands?

I had never imagined that the most different summer of all of us would be the one that would fulfill this little and forgotten dream most unexpectedly. In a last minute decision, in a hotel one hour from Athens and the time when the landscape has been made by itself idyllic with calm, music, a little crowd and for a while calm in a world of change, meal time and more Amore's head, that was there. The moon. On a full moon. In August. Seconds wants to rekindle the dream and fill you with adrenaline and emotion. Yes, the joy and carelessness in these dreams come first.

That would not be enough for me. I would live the dream to the fullest today. I would suck every drop of mental uplift he had to offer me. Cheap wine in the fridge and chips in a carefree market at noon in the supermarket, would adore this August full moon. The hotel had two lovely rocking chairs outside, overlooking the sky and the sea, in a separate spot. We "chased" them for two days and they were occupied. Guess when they were released! Everything contributed in the most unexpected way to the most magical setting.

I felt like I could not get enough of it. It was just magical. Amore, check. August full moon, check. Little forgotten dream fulfilled, check. But do you know what happens to dreams? Small or large? You want to share them. And you will tell me now that you have this love that you have been pursuing for so many years, what else do you want. You want to share your dreams with the whole world! And the virtual is nothing compared to the real.

It was time for an elderly couple to walk hand in hand in the garden. They were sitting a little further away from us and shouting, with their backs to the moon. Close by, without speaking. You could tell that these were relationships that did not need to be talked about in order to listen to each other. There was a sweeping dialogue somewhere there. My joy was so great that it made me intervene. I do not do it often, but I will do it consciously. We got up and passed in front of them. They were even more beautiful up close. I told them that if they want they can sit in the beautiful armchairs. The gentleman's face shone with a smile. The more hesitant lady told me that the pain in her knees might have been difficult for her. I told her that today she has an August full moon and it is worth it. They thanked me politely and we said goodnight.

I went back to the room and went out on the balcony. I saw the gentleman helping the lady to sit in the armchair. An hour later I peeked again. She was still there. The beautiful become even more beautiful when you share them. It took me many years to enjoy my little dream. It took the old lady with the knee pain, just 10 minutes. How about you?