Packing bags again, here I go.
Everytime I put the clothes into the luggage and everytime I take it off I understand more and more the sense of things I’m searching for.
Just can’t not say that I’ve never been so lost, but I’ve never been so ‘found’ in these cames and goes. Knowing and understanding me and my limits. I just go on… belong to nowhere it’s not so bad as it could seems. Actually, I believe in this way that we can found ourselves sometime.. .I’ll really do.
Nada será como antes.