By the time you realize you are flying, it's too late to stop.

The bell rings. Your eyes wide open, your muscles stretching and crying for mercy. Try to get up from bed. This is the day of your life; this is today.

By now you don't think any more about the past. You're now up and ready. You don't think about the cold winter, about the pain in your body. And the pain in your mind. You only think about the next step. There is only the road. And you. Suddenly there is only future. And you know that future means space, and air. And creating flying machines with your mind, and dreaming with your whole body.

Once you know how to run, you only want to run faster. And by this time you're not running anymore. You are only flying. Flying towards Aerospace Engineering.

Because Aerospace is the future, and the race towards future never ends.

Life is the path of a bird over light air. And a bird never stops flying.