Who am I when no one is watching?
Beyond my name, my roles, and everything others believe about me. What remains?
AN OPEN CONVERSATION
Beyond my name, my roles, and everything others believe about me. What remains?
Yesterday I was a child. Or so it seems. When did all these seasons pass?
I look at the stars and wonder whether we need to be important to mean something.
Sometimes the simplest words are the ones we keep inside us the longest.