To me.To the past, present and future me.To the little me: tiny blossom that clumsily and naively is growing her sprouts. Too shy to shine and too fragile to bloom. You decided …
To me.To the past, present and future me.To the little me: tiny blossom that clumsily and naively is growing her sprouts. Too shy to shine and too fragile to bloom. You decided …
…I’m asking you to be a child again. Without expectation, without purpose, totally useless because not everything needs a purpose… or at least not for now, and afterwards you will …