To go. One says São Bento Railway Station, in Oporto, is one of the most beautiful stations in the world. And i believe it. How couldn’t i?

The ceiling and walls richness makes us not want to stop looking. It’s so damn beautiful. And it proves the creativity of Portuguese people, and our will of putting our soul in everything we do.

The station was inaugurated in 1916, and millions of people have stopped by since then. There are the rush ones, the tourists, the ones who can’t stop looking at the ceiling, and the ones that feel it like home.

In common they all have the will of going and the dream of arriving.

Truth is, going is the only thing that makes our soul richer. It opens our mind and mold our dreams.

Dreams are made to be more than just an illusion created in our mind. We need to go and make them true, avoiding them to be just illusions and perfect draws tied in our minds.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t come true in the beautiful way we have imagined they would. It doesn’t matter if not all of them will become a beautiful place such as São Bento Rail Station. Some will, others will miss the train. But as long as we follow them, they’ll always belong to us, with all that means. And it’s a lot.

In this journey called life, all i want to pack my suitcases with are moments, people, places where i have been and dreams. Dreams that are mine and because of that make me go and make me appreciate the way.

I know they’re waiting for me somewhere i’ll reach someday.