As a child, I had formed a fix-it idea that fame would come to me someday, but not now, but later. Years passed, and I continued to live in dreams of the future, believing that the present did not matter and one should just wait it out. It seemed to me that soon a very different, special life would begin. I made rash actions, as if I were the main character of the movie, confident in the inevitability of predestined success.However, with time came the realization that it is almost unrealistic to become famous. And yet I continue to live my life as if hoping for it, disconnected from the real world. I don't know how to completely get rid of this illusion. If I stop believing in my star, a vacuum will form inside me.However, with time came the realization that it is almost unrealistic to become famous. And yet, I continue to live, as if hoping for it, detaching myself from the real world. I don't know how to get rid of this illusion. If I stop believing in my star, a vacuum will form inside me.