Narrative of Time on the road where I passed, abstract me to search for new ways!
I am here, I feel life asking me, if I am reluctant Renew ... try to stay where I am, but not ... not have shoes that give on my feet, bags that fit my gear, my earrings? Give no more in my aesthetic, which once charmed me enough, I feel strange and thoughtful, but it is not like before, now is quite different ... It's like I had a new sense, at least now I know I can muda- it at the expense of my growth.
But what to do? How to follow with this hope that comes me the new changes?
I am sure that transfigured me, I am a human being as existing, but and past ties, proposals for post adulthood, do ... Yes, because yes, I have my life to go, I have my buildings , my joys, my travels without the certainty of eternal joys and sorrows of not too ... what I then? You have to put everything in writing to decipher today because tomorrow is too uncertain to guess all my way.
I'm looking for a bridge, but after all, the most important is to know who I am and where I am going.