|photo taken by Francisco Oliveira|
I don't know who I am. at least I think I don't. today on the way home from a hospital appointment I had an epiphany but now is gone. my mind is numb because of the medication but I need to know who I am. I believe I'm a good person, who makes many mistakes. I spent a whole day with new friends and I almost didn't say a word. I have nothing interesting to say so I prefer to be quiet (except if someone brings their cats to the conversation). Francisco taught me new things about my camera. he was the first person in my life who looked at me and said "I thought you were younger". I didn't ask how old he think I am. now I wonder. I don't know how to socialize but I trust people very easily. we went to Guimarães because I said we needed a ride and Alberto Blanquett said he could take us. and we had a blast of a Saturday. my mother talk for the both of us. I've a feeling I might think I'm not interesting. because none of the men in my life respected me. maybe they didn't really love me. wait, that's not a maybe it's a conviction. well my epiphany is gone, it was a wise one I'm sure.
happy Monday dearests :) xxo