I don't know where should I start...

Maybe I can go back until I was 20. That time I started to travel far from my home. First, I arrived to Genova by train - I was young and ambitious, full of plans. My endless journey started through the Mediterranean Sea, I crossed the Atlantic Ocean; then I explored the Caribbean Sea, while I was working as a waiter in a cruise ship. I used to live for the day. We cruised down to South America; I saw Venezuela and Argentina as well.

I was addicted to the magic of Latin America, and spent five years in Peru. There, I felt I needed to write down the thoughts and dreams which occurred to me. So, I wrote short stories, and these stories grew into a novel.  But the manuscript got lost. I might write down the story again which I gave the name: PANGEA.

I returned to Hungary in 2003, when I meet someone important for me. I started writing again.

The Strongest Bond was born after having a nightmare. I call those dreams which keep clicking in my brain for days "Heavy Dreams". Later on, my son was born, and he fulfilled my life with love and care.  If I needed a kind of top list about what and who I like, in the first line I would name the persons closest to me. In the same line I would rate all the things what happened to me until now. There would be my present and past at the same time! Everything else is secondary for me - because we live in the present and dream. We dream in the night during sleep, and daydream during the day. The whole life is a dream. But what comes then? Most probably, we continue dreaming...