She had lost herself a few times along the way, but when she was lost it was the moment she recognized herself more. Her days have been heavier, but her mind is still noisy reminding her of the things she has stopped dreaming. Woman, who smiles with her eyes, who seeks with her soul. Who touches with her heart. Who goes beyond her own limit. Who is challenging. She, when she does, she does. She got tired of waiting and went to get it, not matter what. That’s why she is in a hurry like that. Speaking fast. With her head all over the place. Clumsy and organized. Sometimes grumpy. Owner of her life. Owner of herself. Owner of all fucking thing…β€οΈπ
