It was a average day of working. All timely works were done and my worekrs already in the morning were actively working at appointed objects. I thoughtful sat at my desk and drank not above all delicious coffee. Taste of coffee reminded me my internal senses of that time – bitter and further additive coffee grounds catch hold in the teeth, only two spoons of sugar made it taste a little better. While on the edge it seemed to not have to complain anything about – I have a work, place where to live, a beautiful woman beside, but my internal senses raged in incomprehension. This sense that I live to work only for the money was killing me. But what would be the occupation, which will return in me the desire for progress still wasn’t appeared. Also the goal – money was failed. As I was set up the bigger financial goal, as bigger gap followed in my budget. All smart books with advices on how to get to the first million didn’t work in my case. So I was sitting there at my desk and in thought about it, aimlessly clicking the keyboard, with hope to find some fun video in YouTube, to improve the mood of the day. Until by chance I came across speech of Steve Jobs in 2005th at Stanford University students.

It was the best sequence of words that my ears ever had heard. I had a sense that this speech was devoted direct to me and exactly in the right moment. I started to put together all events of the past, as  in childhood I wanted to be an inventor, as I met Kaspars, as I’ve always had accidentally come into situations, when someone needed medical help. Point by point everything began to appear together for me. What do I need to do next anyway still wasn’t clearly, but it gave a valuable advice to look into the past and into the things that really are important to me. Meanwhile of all this, I was thinking a lot of that is it possible to help people with such injuries as Kaspars do. I decided to inquire, what humanity are done in research of spinal cord injury. Thus began my path, although at that time I didn’t foresee it. It wasn’t really clear, how this would be easy, or difficult to restore spinal cord, because I hadn’t studied medicine. Mother’s Google and a couple of thick books from the library created a tiny little idea of anatomy at all and confirmed the fact about I’ve no doubt from the outset, that spinal cord isn’t a simple power cable, which connects the lamp with the outlet.