I am finally where I want to be.

Surrounded by other people of the same ilk. The people who have the same dreams and desires, the people who are selected, primed and propered. These are the people who are at the top of the game, ready to unleash their creativity on this generation and the next.

I am lucky, too, to be here. Once again, the youngest, once again, the outside. As ever, the 'other', coming from outside of the box, and outside of the country. And I'm here, on a scholarship, selected from various applicants across the continent.

I'm in dreamland.

Except that I can't understand the damn language.