The lost way, the new way.

I wish I could be stronger and enjoy all the steps of the way.

Mumble mumble.

thirtytwo years old

I scream.

I wish I could have a tea party and invite all the people I like, I wish they could all sit on velvety chairs and be jolly and sad like I am. I wonder what cakes I could bake, what colour the tablecloth would be, the tea cups, the ribbons , the flowers, how wonderful party it would be. I think I'd invite my grandmothers and for sure I'd invite sheeps and dogs. I wish being mad was the answer, I wish I could make myself scream.

Muunday

SSShut up!

The view.

Parenthood.

Finally Friday!

Where do you live?

viernes.

Giovedí.

...

Special place.