Literature
My love, the dragon keeper - Part 1 of 2
I met the love of my life, a dragon keeper, when I attended college. I was studying biology. There wasn’t any particular reason for my choice; like most youngsters, I took the decision that influenced the rest of my life out of my gut. I had a mild interest in plants, so why not try, I told myself. Naturally, there was much more than just plants, once I got there. First of all, there was still maths, and tons of chemistry exams. Only after some months did they teach us something about plants, and by then any fascination I had for them had vanished, killed by my evenings on books, or in laboratories. But I moved on, as I managed not to hate any of the topics. I’m very glad I did it, because otherwise I wouldn’t have met him. It happened during the second year. Each semester there was a group project to make; on the year’s second semester, I struggled terribly to decide which project to take, as I was no more sure what really interested me. It was a bit like a midlife crisis, but I
