Lately I'm a bit depressed. There are a few things that went wrong in my life and there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. I'm pretty sure that you know this terrible feeling… of helplessness. I lie in bed, imagining the knight in shimmering armor that will come one day, sweep me off my feet and all that and provide a happily-ever-after, and then I turn to the other side, remind myself that happy endings live only in fairytales, and fall asleep. But I think that you should never say die. You can never know what's around the corner. Maybe my perfect match will arrive at my door tomorrow. Maybe our savior is closer than we think, among us.The connection between my search and my far-away homeland "search" for president is simply stunning. The search for a savior – one who'll literally save Lebanon, won't be in vain. I trust the brave members of the parliament, they'll vote for the best man. They'll vote fearlessly despite the threat of foreign interests inside Lebanon, interests we thought we had driven out after the murder of Hariri RIP.
Can you recognize him? It's our savior